Chapter 144

"Poof."

Blood gushed, and the power of the soul was strangled by Chen Xiaoming. The old man of the soul family was unwilling to die. He was a five-star saint. He died so oppressed. He was unwilling.

"Bang."

Chen Xiaoming raised his foot and directly stepped on the old man's body, which burst the void and exiled his body into the endless void.

"It's done."

Clapped his palm and watched the old man die. Chen Xiaoming smiled with satisfaction.

How troublesome it is to call and fight day by day. Like him, one move can save time and effort.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Xiao xun'er said in surprise. Her eyes showed deep incomprehension. She just saw that Chen Xiaoming was beaten to vomit blood, and was almost cut off by an axe.

At this time, looking intact, not only did the wound on the waist disappear, but also the breath in the body recovered. Xiao xun'er felt whether he was dreaming or not. Everything seemed so unreal.

"Silly disciple, is Shifu such a vulnerable person? I was teasing him just now."

He rubbed Xiao xun'er's head. The latter was actually worried about himself and ran over, which made Chen Xiaoming feel gratified. The cultivation of this period of time was not in vain.

"Come on, it's over."

With a gentle wave of his hand, Xiao xun'er flew to the purple Lion King not far away, but there was a sense of urgency in the depths of his eyes.

The soul clan should have a crush on the soul of their empire. After all, the breakthrough in Shengdan city is so dynamic that it is impossible to hide the investigation of the soul clan.

It's a little hard for a five-star duel saint. Now Chen Xiaoming has to work hard to improve his cultivation and can't be in the waves.

In this way, led by Xiao xun'er, Chen Xiaoming rode the purple lion king all the way to the southern region of Zhongzhou.

A week later

Tianxing mountains

The meteorite Pavilion is located in the Tianxing mountain range. There is a large natural meteorite array. The terrain is hidden and ordinary people can't find it at all, but it's not very difficult for Chen Xiaoming.

To create a force is actually a very complicated thing. Chen Xiaoming's lazy character naturally doesn't want to be busy.

Therefore, among all the forces in Zhongzhou, only xingmeteorite Pavilion is the most appropriate.

At present, Feng zunzhe, the leader of the pavilion, has a strong relationship with Yao Lao. With Yao Lao's relationship and his own strength, it's OK to settle down here in xingmeteorite Pavilion.

Within the star boundary

Feng Zun has great doubts about this inexplicable person. If the latter hadn't brought back some information of drug dust, Feng Zun would never believe him.

At the moment, Chen Xiaoming and his party were arranged in the eastern courtyard of xingmeteorite Pavilion, while the wind worshipper hesitated.

Finally, after thinking again and again, he didn't go to the overweight empire in person, but arranged for his apprentice qingluan to go.

His goal is too big. When he makes a rash move, Feng Zun is afraid to be noticed by the soul hall.

The other is the arrival of douzun Chen Xiaoming and the purple golden lion king. Once he leaves, there will be no douzun in the xingmeteorite Pavilion, and the strong can confront him.

While Feng Zun was thinking about the arrangement, Chen Xiaoming on the other side threw a storage ring to Xiao xun'er and the purple golden lion king as soon as he settled down.

"Disciple, as a teacher, I have to shut up for a period of time."

With just a command, Chen Xiaoming disappeared. At the moment, in a room, Chen Xiaoming sat cross legged, his eyes closed, and began his road of isolation.

"Hoo... Hoo... Hoo..."

There was a heavy breath. Time was pressing. Chen Xiaoming had to go back to when he first became a tree and began to breathe deeply.

Along the way, for many years, Chen Xiaoming has always maintained normal breathing and never deliberately done it, but now he has to breathe intentionally.

A sound system prompt sound came out, and Chen Xiaoming didn't stop, but went on in an orderly manner.

Silently calculating the improvement of experience value in his mind, Chen Xiaoming regretted it for a time.

How nice it was to go to Zhetian world and find a place to spend time. The experience value of breathing There is 50 times that of here. Considering the huge gap, Chen Xiaoming feels that he must have been out of his mind at the beginning.

Otherwise, how could there be such waves? It's for a great emperor who has only seen a few times and almost killed himself.

Alas, I shouldn't. when was my reason so weak?

Chen Xiaoming frowned, but he didn't think deeply about it, but concentrated on continuing his great cause of breathing.

Looking at the 5 billion experience value that Dou Zun needs to upgrade to the first level, he wants to upgrade to Dou Sheng, but he actually needs 50 billion experience value.

Secretly shook his head and sighed. With such a huge experience value, even if he deliberately took a deep breath, it would take two or three months. If he took a deep breath, the time could be faster, but Chen Xiaoming tried to take a deep breath and could not do it for a long time.

"Whatever, take a deep breath and shut up for two or three months."

He shook his head. Deep breathing was limited. Chen Xiaoming still chose the combination of deep breathing and deep breathing. The experience value of the system was constantly reminded, while Chen Xiaoming closed his eyes and concentrated. For a time, there was no other sound in the room except the sound of heavy breathing.

.........

Time turns, three months later

For three months, the xingmeteorite pavilion was calm, and the purple lion king was still lying at the door as usual, guarding the door to avoid being disturbed by others.

But it's much better than when I was in Shengdan city. There are fewer disciples in xingmeteorite Pavilion, and not many come here.

After he showed his strength and put down one, no one came.

In this way, the purple Lion King is idle. All day, in addition to taking the pill given by Chen Xiaoming before closing the door, he is refining the medicine power by closing his eyes.

In just three months, his strength has been improved again, and he has stepped into the level of Samsung douzun, which can be called terror.

And this is still slow. The purple Lion King tilted his head slightly and looked at the girl reading quietly under the garden tree. He hasn't seen her for three months. Xiao xun'er has changed a lot, his skin has become white, his height has become higher, and his skin has become moist and smooth.

The biggest change is that the latter has stepped into the Seven Star douzong. With the age of 15, he has stepped into the realm of douzong.

The purple Lion King shook his head, but he forgot his original breakthrough speed. It was even more terrible to break from a star sect to a star statue.

Under the ancient trees in the courtyard, Xiao xun'er held a book in her hand and looked at it quietly. Her temperament was elegant and calm. In three months, she seemed to have washed away all the lead and had a great change.

The whole body's breath was closed, and there was a faint golden flame beating in the eyes.

At this time, the space in the courtyard fluctuated slightly, but a figure suddenly appeared on the other side of the stone table. With a wave of his right hand, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip.

Xiao xun'er was stunned when she saw one of them. Then she blinked her eyes, showing a happy look and smiled playfully.

"Teacher, you're out of the customs."

The figure is Chen Xiaoming, who is leaving the customs. At the moment, with a smile in his eyes, he reaches out and touches Xiao xun'er's hair.

"Well, it's time to break through Dousheng!"