Chapter 50

Nie Chen is well aware of the power of qingjiao's immortal bell, so he doesn't dare to stay in the array. The moment that the immortal bell fell down and directly smashed the shadow of the array spirit tripod, Nie Chen once again realized the power of the immortal bell.

In fact, everyone in the past knew that the immortal bell was a magic weapon inherited by the clan. After the Qing Jiao was defeated by Qing Ye, he was given this magic weapon because of the sympathy of their master.

The immortal bell was not refined by qingjiao himself, but was completely controlled by him. By virtue of the power of the immortal bell, qingjiao was not a top cultivation, but became one of the top fighting forces in qingjue.

Because of this, Nie Chen knows that he can't be so simple that he can trap or kill this clear corner. If he does not seize the opportunity to transmit, I am afraid the final result will be death.

The snack that Nie Chen used to transmit was very small, so Nie Chen didn't send it far. In the distortion of the void, his figure appeared between the spirit array and the third magic array.

"Hey, have a good time first." Nie Chen looked back, and saw that the second place was the place where there was a roaring sound of concussion. The sound of clanking swords reverberated out, full of the clang sound of metal, mixed with the violent sound of the immortal bell after being hit.

Nie Chen sneered and sat down on his knees. He painfully took out three excellent spirit stones and some ordinary spirit stones. In addition, he added some herbs that could spit out aura and immortal light. He put them around and quickly took them in.

"It's a pity that there are many herbs in the jade lotus terrace, but few of them are really good medicine!" Nie Chen sighed: "then consume these herbs first!"

At random, Nie Chen took out a lot of herbs and piled them around, just like a hill, emitting a strong aura. Although the quality is poor, so many herbs are superior to the quantity.

The rolling aura poured into Nie Chen's body and turned into evil Qi, which filled his spirit sea crazily to raise the mountain.

Among his sea wheels, the magic gas is swirling around him, and the magic clouds in the sky are more and more dense than before. As soon as they settle down, they will melt into the liquefied sea of aura and turn into liquid, making the sea level continue to rise.

"Now, although the magic mountain is only two feet above the sea level, if compared with the original plane, the magic mountain is far more than six feet." Nie Chen's eyes twinkled with excitement.

"The rise of sea level proves that more and more Aura is contained in the spiritual sea. Although my cultivation has not made any progress, the actual combat effectiveness is far beyond the past. And it also lays a good foundation for future practice In Nie's eyes, there was a flicker of confidence.

In the realm of undersea wheel, he has already practiced very well. It is estimated that even if the cultivation of spiritual sea has opened up a vast sea of aura, if we really want to simply compare the amount of nimbus with Nie Chen, maybe many people will be inferior to him.

In fact, Nie Chen not only took a very solid step in the sea bottom wheel, but also opened up and accumulated great potential for future practice. Just like his physical cultivation, he challenged and promoted his own limit value on the road of cultivation.

With the influx of aura, Nie Chen's spirit sea became more and more full-bodied, the sea level was higher and higher, and the Mo mountain was also increasing correspondingly.

"I don't know what will happen to my undersea ship when it is completely filled with aura?" Nie Chen's eyes, showing the color of expectation, had a somewhat strange guess.

Everyone cultivates the sea bottom wheel as much as possible to refine the mountain in the spiritual sea, so that later, with the help of this mountain, it can grow straight to the navel wheel above the sea wheel.

However, in the sea bottom wheel spirit sea, the mountain peak breaks into the navel wheel place, and the monk can open a channel inside the mountain peak, and then guide the spirit of the sea wheel to rush into the navel wheel.

However, reaching such a state is not even a step into the navel chakra. Only when the practitioner's own aura opens up his own spiritual sea in the navel wheel, and then can store the aura, can he be regarded as barely stepping into the realm of the spiritual sea.

If it fails, if the spirit sea is not opened up, the navel wheel will not be able to integrate the sea of aura. In fact, compared with the sea bottom repair, the progress is not great. That Qinglian is similar to this, though far more than this degree.

A true spiritual sea cultivation should not only open up its own spiritual sea, but also break the shackles of the body after opening up the spiritual sea, and refine the whole body into a fairyland body, so as to adapt to the existence of the spirit sea itself and integrate with the spirit sea.

After all, lunhai will become the biggest spiritual power integration place in a monk's life, which is the source of his strength.

When a monk thoroughly practices his body into the body of fairyland, he can directly absorb spiritual power from the outside world to strengthen the spirit sea, instead of just using the submarine wheel as the medium to replenish the spirit of the sea.

Only when we reach such a level, can a friar really possess the body of a fairy, can he really have the posture of an immortal, and can he really be regarded as a cultivation of fairyland!

Therefore, there is an easy to understand saying that "only when you enter the sea of spirit can you be regarded as an immortal". In fact, it means that only when a person really becomes a spiritual sea practitioner can he formally embark on the long path of spiritual cultivation!"If there is enough time and no one comes to disturb me, I will soon be able to break into the realm of the spiritual sea..." Nie dust eyes cold, light mouth, "but there is no need to be so anxious, I would like to see, after the submarine wheel is completely filled, what kind of situation will be."

"There are many ways to practice. Some people only practice a single realm, and they can stand on top of the mountain..." Nie Chen recalled his master's earnest instruction.

The purpose of his master's saying this was to hope that Nie Chen would not be eager for quick success and instant benefits. He only wanted to pursue the improvement of his realm, but ignored the steady foundation and potential cultivation.

Without a solid foundation and great potential, one can't go far on the road of practice. Just like the clean sword, one can't overdraw his physical strength without improving his potential. He will eventually go to a dead end and try his own way to death.

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"Hum, evil block, if you think you can end me by the coincidence of these two arrays, it will be too naive." In the array, qingjiao drives the immortal bell and smashes the Ding shadow coming from the transverse direction, and then rushes towards the altar in the middle of the array.

Flying swords are coming from all over the sky. They are constantly piercing and impacting around him and on the immortal bell. However, those flying swords that hit the immortal bell are directly broken into fragments and scattered from the sky.

"Damn spirit array, I can't break you?" Although qingjiao is confident, he is still very impatient. First, because of the flying sword in the sky, he is constantly piercing. Although the immortal bell can be hard to shake, he has to avoid it. Secondly, because the shadow of the spirit tripod, after being smashed by him again and again, is continuously condensing and rushing.

"Evil animal, wait for me!" The speed of qingjiao rushing to the array altar is slowed down by countless flying swords and the tripod shadow, which makes qingjiao face a little anxious.

He was afraid that he would go on like this again, and that Nie Chen would run away. He might lose or even never catch up with him.

"Poof!" Qingjiao is in a hurry. His face looks horizontal, and a mouthful of blood spits out. It sprinkles on the immortal bell, but in an instant, it is absorbed by the immortal bell.

In an instant, the immortal bell was so brilliant that it suddenly expanded and even swallowed the clear angle into the immortal bell.

"Town!" Qingjiao hides in the immortal bell, but now he is no longer worried about the impact of those flying swords, and is no longer worried about the impact of the tripod shadow on itself.

He manipulated the immortal bell that wrapped himself. In the sound of roar, he suffered the vibration of smashing countless flying swords and tripod shadows, and rushed towards the altar.

"Destroy it for me!" With a big drink from qingjiao, the immortal bell fell down suddenly and hit the two battle jars.

The roar of the explosion sounded, the ground was hit by gravel, smoke and dust, but the surrounding space, suddenly changed, restored the day and green hills. And just near the immortal bell, the shadow of the tripod which came from the cross rushed away in the rapid movement and disappeared into a green aura.

The two overlapping arrays left by Nie Chen were completely destroyed at the moment of being hit!

Qingjiao hides in the immortal bell, and his face is a little pale. It can be seen that using the immortal bell like this is still a burden for him. After all, this magic weapon is powerful, and it is not made by him.

"You didn't run away, you don't know how to write death..." Clear angle felt not far away, that stands on the ground Nie dust, but in this moment, he is a change of face.

"This, this is?" Qingjiao's body trembled, his voice faltered, and his face showed a very obvious color of panic.

At the moment, he only felt that a cold killing opportunity was directly against his heart; just like being under the bloody mouth of a huge beast, the only thing left in his heart was fear, the moment when the bloody mouth was closed and bitten off.

A very cold pressure, fierce to the extreme, directly to his heart. Qingjiao felt his chest was very tight, but he also felt that fierce spirit, as if to strip his heart.

And this cold pressure, this fierce breath, all come from a person, from not far away from Nie Chen who did not escape and was pursued by him!

"The first floor..." Nie dust's voice came from afar, with a cold air of death.

"Two floors..." Speak again, Nie dust's face color, momentarily pale a few minutes.

"The third floor..." Qingjiao trembled all over, and he felt that the breath was forced in his heart. With the increasing number of Nie dust, he was gradually increasing.

"How could you have such a magic weapon?" Clear corner panic ground says, in his eyes, is a panic and fear.

At the moment, in his eyes, Nie Chen is standing not far away, holding a big bloody bow in his hand. The red bow string is being pulled apart by Nie Chen.

There was no arrow on the bow string, but there was a dark red unreal arrow shadow. As Nie Chen pulled the bow string open, the arrow shadow became more and more solid.

In the process of the arrow gradually solidifying, there are countless dark red ghosts around Nie Chen, all of which are roaring at him and waving their teeth and claws."The fourth floor..." With the fourth sound of Nie Chen's opening, the shadow of the arrow was almost completely solidified. However, the dark red ghosts floating around Nie Chen were struggling to get into the ground and gradually absorbed by the dark red almost solidified arrows.

"No!" When qingjiao saw that the arrow shadow absorbed those dark red ghosts, he suddenly felt a pain in his heart. A feeling of death grew in his heart.

"Ah In the roar of qingjiao, he was hidden in the immortal bell and didn't dare to show up.

there was a big bang on the ground. He controlled the immortal bell, turned around and rushed to the outside of luanzan mountain.

"Five floors!" Nie Chen, whose face was extremely pale but firm, spoke faintly and said that he stood here and pulled out his bow and arrow for the fifth time!

But at this moment, the dark red silhouette on the bloody bow was completely solidified and turned into an arrow wrapped in the cold and cold.

"Go!" Nie Chen suddenly let go of the bow string which had been pulled apart. When he was whistling, the red arrow on the string rushed out in the direction of the clear angle's escape.

Strangely, after the sound of the roar, the red arrow shot half a meter away, and suddenly disappeared in the void.

After the arrow, Nie Chen, pale, suddenly sat on the ground, as if very weak!

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"No, it's impossible!" The clear angle in the escape, intuition back heart, that kind of chilling air, just like a sharp dagger into the general.

He looked back and howled with fear. A red arrow appeared in the distortion of the void, and it had already rushed quickly!

Dong, the immortal bell in qingjiao's hiding place, makes a loud sound. Under his control, it emits a strong immortal light, trying to stop the dark red arrow.

But what's more strange is that the red arrow, like a shadow, penetrates directly from the wall of the immortal bell without any hindrance. However, after penetrating the wall, it solidifies again. The red light flashes and it doesn't enter into a frightened and unbelievable clear angle vest.

"How could Ah? " A shadow, planted directly from the immortal bell, seems to be pulled by a strong force, towards the grassland in front of the disordered mountains, just like a meteor falling and falling rapidly.

The red arrow, a direct arrow will clear the horn, from the immortal clock, shot out!

"Poof!" Clear angle spit blood, slanting into the ground, hit layers of waves, set off dust spread away. Behind him, a dark red light flashed away.

"No!" Qingjiao's whole body suddenly began to twist. In his face, shock, fear and pain intertwined.

However, in a breath, the Qing Jiao, which was the same as a skeleton, turned into a mummy thoroughly.

"This is the power of chasing the wind?" Nie Chen, holding the big bloody bow in his hand, hobbled along, looking pale and weak.