The edge of the northern swamp.

Recently, the Zergs living here have complained. When they met two human bandits, they were crying without tears. The two of them did everything and were unforgivable. Relying on their fierce cultivation and ghostly body skills, most of the insect nests were harmed by them. Some clans had strong men in charge, retaining some elites to intimidate the world. Some clans were already poor and had nothing to grab and rob, so they escaped by chance.

For a moment, the insects were panicked and stood on the branches with tears in their eyes, looking into the distance, hoping that the strong men in the clan would return from the peak as soon as possible.

Another half month passed.

The surging and plundering wind finally subsided for a while in the past half month. Only the initiator knew that it was not that they didn't want to rob it, but that they had walked through the places where the crime could be committed in the swamp was so bad that they could either not be provoked or looked down upon, so they simply stopped moving.

After lying down, Su Xian chose to break through with Nirvana Blood. He had deliberately suppressed his cultivation in order to temper himself, learn to adapt to the fighting methods of martial arts, and try to use martial arts to solve the problem of trials. Now there is a magical technique of summoning spirits, so he doesn't need to worry about martial arts. He has been here for more than a month since he was worried at the beginning, and now he is in water, Su Xian is also very satisfied.

When will you not break through at this time?

After half a month of seclusion, Su Xian kept turning into a human-demon state, and then started to exchange blood with Nirvana blood. This benefit is obvious. You don’t have to bear the burning pain of the internal organs being in the raging fire. When the three refinings of the Heavenly Demons are numb, the pain and certain perceptions will drop significantly, and you can survive a hard practice in a daze.

Su Xian has always been selective in self-harming himself. Sometimes he can take advantage of things, and he will not be foolish and have to go through a path of overcoming obstacles.

Meng Miao was the guardian of Su Xian. When he was bored, the red essence wings behind him appeared faintly. From his smiling eyes, he could see that he was still immersed in the joy of obtaining the wings of the sky. Looking around, his eyes almost fell on the wings of the pair of wings, which was quite a taste of self-admiration.

As soon as half a month arrived, Su Xian's cultivation level was fueled by Nirvana Blood and reached the peak of the fourth level of King Wu, which was as high as Meng Miao.

This is the case in the Martial King Realm. Those with strong resources can break through the realm as easy as drinking water.

Those who lack it will work hard and have great hardships, but may not necessarily achieve results.

The quality of the fifth-level Nirvana blood lies in its quality, and quantity is secondarily. With legendary skills such as the Imitation of the Demon Records Martial Arts, Su Xian reached the peak of the fourth-level Martial King without even having to take a hundred drops of Nirvana blood, but the fifth level is still the fifth level. Unless Su Xian's qi and blood are all transformed into Nirvana blood, it will not be able to break through the shackles of the fifth-level for Su Xian.

Su Xian opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed. Then he stood up and adapted to the surge in his strength and degree. Even the ability of his senses showed signs of soaring. After thinking through the benefits of breaking through to the fourth level of King Wu, Su Xian smiled and said lightly: "There is nothing here, let's go."

"Where do you go?" Meng Miao nodded happily and asked immediately after Su Xian.

In the past, Meng Miao had respect and fear for Su Xian. The fear was a psychological shadow that could not be removed after the first fight with Su Xian. It could be called the obstacle of the inner demon in martial arts. Even though he surrendered to Su Xian, Meng Miao did not dare to get too close to Su Xian. He always maintained a sense of distance from him, just because Su Xian really gave people a sense of unattainable mystery.

This trip undoubtedly eliminated Meng Miao's concerns. The relationship between the two has been brought closer, so there is no difference between master and servant.

After staying by Su Xian for several months, Meng Miao saw through it. Su Xian did not need any servant. If even Su Xian could not defeat an enemy, he would basically have to stop. Buy one and get one free. Su Xian just found an excuse to keep him and intentionally cultivate him. Although there was a cold and ruthless blood contract between the two, this thing was simply dispensable to Su Xian, just a tool to tie himself to him.

Meng Miao had no ambitions, or in Su Xian's opinion, his ambitions were not considered ambitions at all. This was also one of the things that Su Xian liked him.

Therefore, betrayal is almost non-existent, Meng Miao is not stupid, staying by Su Xian will not be troubled, or being cold-eyed or wronged, and having a lot of cultivation resources to squander. His progress in the past few months is a magical one. In the past, he was definitely not afraid to imagine, but he did it in the past few months.

This made him more determined to follow Su Xian, and he was unshakable and unshakable.

"Go and find some higher-level essence and blood, otherwise how can you send it to Qingyun?"

When Meng Miao heard this, he smiled and knew that he was going to hunt for treasure again.

A few days ago, the plundering was so exciting. It took Meng Miao a long time to get used to it. In the future, he was always the only one who was chased away by monsters in the mountains. When would it be his turn to bully the monsters? What's more, it's the famous inner circle. Although it's a bit opportunistic, it's a book that can be made by chance. This is also called ability.

Isn’t there a saying in the cultivation world?

Luck is also part of strength!

So Meng Miao entangled Su Xian, his eyes fluttered, and asked, "What do you mean? Do you want to go to the insect peak? We can't eat it there! The monster is like clouds. In the past, our cultivation level will be crushed to death by a group of Zergs, unless you use the other two powers!"

Upon hearing this, Su Xian's body stagnated and suddenly patted his forehead, making Meng Miao confused and confused.

"I originally wanted to take you to find the essence and blood of the Holy Poison Rat, but if I don't use the demonic way, I can't even get close to that place!" Su Xian reacted and sighed.

Walt?

Meng Miao only felt that his neck was being pinched, his breathing was a little uncomfortable, his heart twitched suddenly, his eyes widened, and he said in a rough voice: "Holy poison rat? Didn't you tease me?"

"Fuss." Su Xian murmured, "But I just want to find some essence and blood. This trip is not a trial, it's okay to use it, it's not harmful."

Meng Miao smiled embarrassedly, and was indeed despised again. When he thought about it, he was even more amazed. The name of the Emperor Monster beast was usually heavy and solemn, as if it contained thunder and thunder. That is, this person, who was calm and gentle, and he was a person who had seen the world at first sight, so he still had to follow Su Xian.

After summoning the bleeding Kunpeng, the two of them crawled into the mouth of the giant Kun again. The burial space of the Holy Poison Rat was in the depths of the poisonous swamp. The blood Kunpeng swam through the road and would never forget it. As soon as the free travel was opened, the auxiliary teleportation technique carried the two men away and escaped into the underworld void.

One day later, Su Xian returned to his hometown.
Chapter completed!