Chapter 168

Next, Jiangcheng raised the remaining four rivers, yin and Yang, six desires, seven emotions and eight wastelands, to the immortal stage.

So far, all his nine martial arts marks have reached the immortal level.

Every time I ascended, I was shocked by all the people in front of me.

In the end, they were numb.

What sentiment, believe you ghost!

"The martial arts realm of the leader has surpassed many mysterious immortals in the fairyland."

Mo Chen felt helpless. He found that his previous cultivation knowledge was greatly questioned.

"The Taoist palace elevated all the nine martial arts to the immortal level, which never happened."

"The foundation of the headmaster is so deep that there is no one before and no one after..."

"As soon as he steps into the holy land, he will be invincible in that realm."

Qingsuo also nodded his head.

She's in the ninth fold.

If someone used to say that she could be defeated by being a saint, she would be a joke.

But now there is no way to refute it.

When entering the holy place, the nine martial arts should be melted into one furnace.

With the Enlightenment of martial arts as the fuel, the Taoist palace will be sublimated, and finally transformed into a field belonging to the martial arts.

In this process, the higher the realm of martial arts, the stronger the field of final formation.

Jiang Cheng's realm of martial arts is higher than that of the immortals. What level of realm can he form? I'm afraid he will be stronger than the holy realm of the holy rank.

However, limited to the understanding of the rules, the level of control is not as high as the saint level.

Since arriving at the scene, the three eyed tiger and the king of Xuan tortoise, who have never spoken, look up at their heads with a face of dementia.

I just feel that my holy land is just a comparison between the dilapidated mountain village and the imperial palace. I can't feel any superiority at all.

Especially the king of xuangui, at this time, he finally gave birth to the heart of obedience.

It doesn't work.

It's obvious that this is a future fairyland giant. It seems that he didn't insult himself to be his mount.

"Now as long as his spiritual power is reached, he is afraid that it will not take him an hour to form a field."

Qingsuo thought of the difficult process when he condensed into the field, and couldn't help feeling a lot.

The Taoist palace sublimates into a realm, which really requires the realm of martial arts and Taoism.

At least one of the nine holy rivers is required.

The last four can not be lower than the clan level.

This is the minimum standard, but it is enough for countless monks.

In addition, there is a bottleneck in becoming a saint. Now there is a thunder robbery, which has killed countless talented monks.

When qingsuo became a saint, he was a saint and eight kings.

This is the most outstanding foundation of martial arts in my heart.

As a result, she only stuck in the Taoist palace for 3000 years and then broke through.

Some of the others even stuck for more than 100000 years.

The advantage of genius is here.

"An hour?"

Mo Chen chuckled and said, "you underestimate the martial arts of the immortal level. The foundation of the leader is nothing but breathing in the future."

Between breathing?

Qingsuo and the old people in his heart looked at each other, only to feel that his heart of martial arts and Taoism had been hit.

This person is more than others. It's really disappointing.

But then they were shocked again.

On the top of the Dao palace, the river representing the nine palaces expanded and changed color again, and countless vivid marks of platinum were made in a flash.

"Another Xuanxian level?"

Mo Chen's eyes are almost staring down.

Does this make people live?

And the rest of the rest is Takayama.

It's too far away from their level to give birth to too many feelings, and Niupi is finished.

After Jiang Jiugong took shape, the river stopped temporarily.

There's no way. Tongxuan Xianyun is an outbreak of personality. It's not so easy to smoke.

After 90 times, there was only one.

Mo Chen carefully gathered in the past: "master, is your perception over?"

"I think so."

Ah, my strength has become stronger again.

Life is so lonely as snow.

Hearing the definite reply, people were relieved.

It's over.

If we go on, we will be beaten to death.

Every minute, the martial arts are all at the immortal level. It's too evil.

Seeing that everyone was a little hit, brother Cheng could only comfort them with kindness.

"It's all the result of my daily hard work. You can do the same."

"As the saying goes, the painstaking efforts of the people and the heaven will not fail!"

"If you don't fly for three years, you will soar to the sky!"No, that's fine.

said, make complaints about the corners of the mouth.

Are you still practicing hard?

I haven't seen you practice very much, OK?

It's good to use this word on others, but it's really inappropriate for you to use it.

"Ha ha, congratulations to leader, congratulations to leader!"

Mo Chen