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Chapter two hundred and ninety-ninth spiritual repair

It is just that there is a little power of powerful power, but it does not know the powerful magical channels and methods, and there is no inheritance of experience and experience. In this way, these two so-called spiritual cultivations are not worth worrying about.

Zhou Cheng had already estimated the strength of these two people from the attack just now. Although it was a bit irresistible for him who was only able to complete the spirit stage, if Song Yan summoned the weapon, he would have countless ways to kill these two people.

However, Zhou Cheng was still a little confused and did not choose that fast and convenient method. First of all, his cultivation level is already complete, and he is only one step away from being able to activate Yingpo. He wanted to use the pressure of fighting with these two god-savvy cultivators to speed up the breakthrough of his realm.

In addition, he also wanted to figure out what the so-called method of inviting God was, and why the "gods" they invited were the same as those powerful people in the legend of the earth.

Zhou Cheng did not hide his mood fluctuations. He showed that his eyes flashed, his expression was cramped, and he seemed a little panicked. Coupled with his already pale face, it was easy for people to feel that he was really afraid of something.

"Now you know you're scared?" Chen Li looked at Zhou Cheng with contempt and snorted coldly: "Weapon Refiner, where is your arrogance just now? Such a weak strength dares to show such a face to the God-Transporting Cultivator. Moreover, you have returned my magic weapon, which is really unforgivable! Well, just give me this magic weapon above your head, and I can consider giving you your life."

Mo Chen frowned slightly when he heard this and said, "Don't waste time, it's best to complete the task quickly. As long as you have good skills, are you still afraid of not having magic weapons?"

Chen Li spread his hands and said helplessly: "Okay, listen to you, then I'll solve this strongest one first."

After saying that, he raised his hand and was about to urge the phantom of the Blood River to attack Zhou Cheng.

"Slow!" Zhou Cheng shouted loudly, signaling Chen Li not to attack first, and then said in a deep voice: "I know you are strong, and even if I force myself to support you, I can't last long. But can you tell me who you are? Your methods. I have never heard of."

Chen Li raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and he actually retracted the attack. His chin raised slightly and said proudly: "If you still have a little self-knowledge, let me be a wise ghost. We are the cultivators of the gods and are favored by the laws of heaven. We are not comparable to you lowly mortals. You can die in the hands of the cultivators of the gods. This is a great blessing for you."

"The way of heaven is favored!" Zhou Cheng looked shocked and said in surprise: "Cultivation of God... can you invite the gods to the upper body? Just like you just now? Are you suddenly becoming stronger and borrowing the power of the gods?"

Mo Chen frowned slightly when he heard this. He was about to say something, but Chen Li laughed and said, "That's natural. Our god-savvy cultivation is a noble god with noble bloodlines. He is born with gods and is blessed by gods. You can ask gods to go up and borrow the power of gods. Cultivators of the same level on other roads are no match for us at all!"

The noble gods and bloodlines... Zhou Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that this and the cultivation of the gods could not be achieved by everyone. He had the necessary cultivation qualifications and should also require some special bloodline.

Zhou Cheng's eyes showed an envious look and sighed: "The ancient god has long died, and it is incredible that he could borrow it in this way."

"Ancient God? Haha." Chen Li glanced at Zhou Cheng with a mocking look, as if he was looking at a country bumpkin who knew nothing. He said contemptuously: "What is an ancient god? How can it be compared with the gods that I was inspired by the spiritual cultivation? Whether it is the Ancestor of the Styx or the Ancestor of Kunpeng, they are all powerful people who can destroy the world with just a breath, but they are billions of times stronger than any Ancient God!"

You can destroy the Great Thousand World with a breath... Zhou Cheng's mouth twitched slightly. According to the records of the classics, a complete world is a Great Thousand World, the main world is the Great Thousand World, the Immortal Martial World, the Cultural and Dao World, the Shinto World, etc. are all Great Thousand Worlds.

But no matter which world is, it is boundless and vast. In the general sense, the world refers to the vast world.

If you breathe a breath, you can destroy the world. Zhou Cheng can hardly imagine what kind of cultivation is the existence of that level.

"Can you still exist like this in this world?" Zhou Cheng shivered and said with horror, as if he was afraid that the real Ancestor of the Styx and Ancestor Kunpeng would suddenly arrive.

"Hahaha!" Chen Li suddenly burst into laughter and said, "Looking at your cowardly look, I thought you were quite powerful just now, it was really dazzling. Haha. In fact, it's okay to tell you that those great masters have been away from the world for millions of years, but their figures and auras are engraved by the great way of heaven and earth. We are the bestowal of the gods and cultivation, and as long as we can activate the power of blood, we can naturally..."

"Enough!" Mo Chen, who was standing beside him, couldn't bear it anymore and shouted in a deep voice: "Chen Li, you have said too much, hurry up and deal with him, and then destroy the Tiangu Sect to avoid any trouble!"

Although Mo Chen was a little taciturn, he was very useful as long as he spoke. Chen Li seemed to obey him, so he stopped immediately, then changed his tone and said, "Okay, now you know a lot, you can die."

Chen Li said as he walked towards Zhou Cheng, while bloody waves appeared in his hands, while Mo Chen behind him had golden eyes, staring at Zhou Cheng tightly, ready to launch a thunder attack at any time!

Zhou Cheng knew that he couldn't ask anything next, and the information he received was quite valuable this time, so he shook his head and sighed: "Indeed, I already know a lot, so you can die!"

In the same way, Zhou Cheng returned it almost intact!

Just finished speaking...

Zhou Cheng immediately threw Xuan Cuiling Peak into the air. Unlike last time he dealt with Qiu Li, this time, the small mountain that was originally the size of a palm rose in the wind and instantly turned into a mountain hundreds of feet. The mountain peaks were covered with mountains, steep and towering, with flowing water and trees as if they were real. There were actually these rays of rays of light wrapped around it, just like the holy realm of the immortal mountain.

Under such beautiful scenery, what is hidden is endless murderous intent. The mountain is covered with dense rune prohibitions, with endless principles intertwined, and thousands of rhymes are everywhere. You can vaguely feel the huge power of sealing!

"What!?" Chen Li's eyes slammed and shouted sternly: "You dare to resist, look for... puff!"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt as if he had been hit by something. His spiritual consciousness collapsed instantly, his magic power began to rush, and his mouthful of blood spurted out suddenly.

It turned out that Xuan Cuiling Peak was pressing down, and the Baizhang Mountain peak was overturned, the wind and clouds were surging, and the space was twisted. Under the power of this sixth-level artifact, the "power of the gods" invited by Chen Li was directly imprisoned and could not be used at all!

In this way, Chen Li could only block the suppression of a sixth-level artifact with his own cultivation? He didn't even have the chance to resist and was directly severely injured.

"It's really something that's not enough to succeed and has more than enough to fail!" Mo Chen suddenly cursed, and then he turned his hand and took out a golden feather and threw it into the air, whispering: "Please bless my ancestor Kunpeng!"

Then the golden light on his body suddenly surged. In an instant, a golden roc bird dozens of feet long appeared behind him. Then he carried the blue sky and soared upwards, and directly pressed on the Xuancui Ling Peak, which made the powerful suppression force suddenly relax and bought some time for Chen Li.

"Die!" As soon as Chen Ligang got out of trouble, he immediately burst into anger, took out the jade cup and poured a cup of blood, shouting: "Please protect me!"

Hurry!

Suddenly a long blood-colored river flowed through the void outside the sky, carrying endless filth, killing and bloody aura was about to fall on Xuancui Ling Peak!

Chen Li's own cultivation aura became much stronger, and the injuries he suffered just now recovered in an instant!

"Good come!" Zhou Cheng was not happy or sad when he saw this, and his magic power was running wildly. He felt like he had entered a state of inexplicable excitement, and his body was ready to move!

Buzzing!

The dense golden apertures began to flash behind Zhou Cheng, and then countless artifacts emerged from the aperture, which should be as many as 1,800. At this moment, Zhou Cheng's back turned into an ocean of artifacts!

Although these artifacts are only second-level, with the blessing of Taixu Guizang, they already possess the power of third-level artifacts!

"break!"

Zhou Cheng shouted loudly, and all the 1,800 magical artifacts turned into dazzling light, so they all soared into the sky, attacking the long bloody river!

At the same time, he swallowed another fourth-level pill, and his mana that was already close to exhaustion began to recover quickly, and then seven golden apertures emerged from behind him.

This time it is a third-level artifact. After being strengthened, it has the power of the fourth-level! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!
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