Chapter 1118: How diligent

The first thousand one hundred and nineteen chapters of progress

Thinking of this, Zhuo Bufan didn’t waste time. He played several spells in a row and enveloped the entire room. Even if someone broke in suddenly, as long as it was not beyond the SS level, he could resist some time. Those time was enough for Zhuo. Bufan wakes up.

Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged.

Five objects were suspended in the sky around his body, black mist loomed, faintly with a screaming scream.

After setting up the formation, Zhuo Bufan didn't have any scruples, urging all the hidden breaths in the five things, and the picture suddenly changed.

Zhuo Bufan's whole person was shrouded in the black mist, with strands of black mist entwining like a snake, and a tingling sensation passed into the divine consciousness in his mind.

"It's a powerful impact."

Zhuo Bufan frowned secretly.

The feeling of desolation, sadness, and desolation from the five objects immediately impacted Zhuo Bufan’s divine consciousness. If it is an ordinary person, being impacted by such a breath, the divine consciousness will be broken on the spot, and the whole person will become Vegetative.

Fortunately, Zhuo Bufan cultivated the super powerful ancient divine cultivation method, and his divine consciousness was extremely condensed, like a diamond diamond, barely able to withstand this degree of impact.

The picture turns.

Yellow sand, desert, scorching sun.

Zhuo Bufan stood in the desert, the whole world was dim, like the end of the world.

Swarms of bones, all kinds of weird beasts run rampant, debris and corpses are all over the ground, and even the blood stains the mud and sand a faint red. The whole world is full of **** smell, an incomparable murderous aura. Permeated in the air, if the divine mind is not strong enough, it is easy to collapse in such a place, lose yourself, and fall into an eternal illusion.

Zhuo Bufan has seen many wars between stars in the realm of cultivation, and the severity of them is even more cruel than this. Compared with the wars of blood that he has seen, it is still too pediatric here, and it cannot be said that pediatrics feel too crazy. It can only be said to be a secondary pediatric.

In fact, the images in front of me and the pressure I feel are all caused by the mental power remaining in these five things. If the mental power inside is absorbed and digested, the image in front of me will disappear.

"Starting to practice."

Zhuo Bufan grinned.

Sitting in the desert, running the Demon God Thunder Art, this is the top ten Primordial Divine Mind Techniques in the cultivation world of Divine Consciousness Techniques. The power of Divine Consciousness cultivated is unmatched, and the degree of solidification is not comparable to that of ordinary Divine Consciousness.

For example, the president of the Alliance of Supernatural Powers, whose strength is one level higher than Zhuo Bufan, but is weaker than Zhuo Bufan in terms of mental power.

Relying on Qiankun's step, stronger consciousness than others, Ice Emperor's Rain Sword, and various immortal techniques, next time you face a strong God, Zhuo Bufan can at least have the power to fight, but compared with Shen Jin, it is still inferior. It’s too hard to beat the opponent.

...

While Zhuo Bufan was practicing.

In another quiet classical villa in Phoenix.

Weeds, small flowers, gurgling streams, and classical Chinese architecture give a unique Zen artistic conception.

"Grandpa, I told you everything I knew, that guy is too damn, he actually asked me to serve tea and water, and treat me like a slave." Sikong clenched his fist and said angrily.

"You said he is a fairy master?" Si Kongzhu's palm trembled, the tea cup in his hand tilted, and a few drops of clear tea splashed out.

"Well, anyway, I was caught by him in the school. Those people will fly to the sky and control flying swords. Just like the fairy in the novel, the realm of the martial artist does not know how high it is." Sikong Lingyan recalled that he was in the Xingmen. She couldn't help being fascinated by everything, but it was a pity that no one taught her, otherwise she could learn something.

"Is he a hidden person?" Sikong Zhu said solemnly.

With Sikongzhu's status, it is not unusual to know the secrets about the hidden door.

"If he hadn't robbed our mine, and we would have to come to the Shenmen headquarters to make amends for the harm, grandpa would simply inform the people at the Shenmen headquarters directly and send someone to deal with him, so as to avenge me." Sikong Lianyan Hummed lightly.

"No."

Sikongzhu suddenly frowned.

"Why? Grandpa, it was he who robbed the mine, and we were blamed by the Shenmen headquarters." Sikong Lianyan said with a puzzled look.

Sikong Zhu said, "You and your father are both living in the mainland. I don’t know the situation of the gods. The gods have almost abandoned your father’s line. If it weren’t for the mines in Tengchong, they wouldn’t contact you at all. of."

"Abandon us?" Sikong Lianyan asked in surprise.

Although his father is only the rudder of the gods and has been living in the mainland, he is also an extremely powerful force.

"Compared with the entire Shenmen, our line is simply too weak, and even the inside of the Shenmen is ready to swallow our line." Sikong Zhu sighed.

Sikong Lianyan opened his eyes wide and said: "We have done so many things for the gods, why do we do this to us?"

"Hey, I said, compared with the entire Shenmen, our line has no ability at all. If it is not like this, how can I be willing to let you come and have a good relationship with the young master of the Hong family? You think your grandfather is always confused, I don’t know. Who is the young master of his Hong family?" Sikong Zhu sighed, shaking his head.

The Shenmen was about to annex them, and Sikong Lianyan couldn't believe it.

His father and several uncles put too much effort into the development of Shenmen, but it ended up like this in the end.

"The Hong family is one of the four major families of the Shenmen. You have a good relationship with the young master of the Hong family, and you may be able to intercede from it and keep our line." Sikong Zhu said: "But I don't want you to suffer. I am wronged, but now Zhuo Bufan has appeared, which is a good thing for us."

"Good thing?" Sikong Lianyan didn't understand.

Sikongzhu said: "Listening to you, Mr. Zhuo is definitely not an ordinary person. Moreover, he has an enmity with the people of the gods. Whether it is he can beat the gods or the gods can suppress him, it is for us. Both are good."

"If he can overcome the gods, you have a good relationship with Mr. Zhuo, the gods will naturally not move us. If he is suppressed by the gods, the gods won't have time to pay attention to us anymore." Sikong Zhu squinted slightly. The old man’s wisdom gleamed in his eyes.

Sikong Lianming suddenly said with excitement:

"Grandpa, I understand, no matter how it turns out, it won’t hurt us. If God Sect can teach Zhuo Bufan a lesson, it will be considered revenge for me. If God Sect cannot hold Zhuo Bufan, then I and Zhuo Bufan are a little bit different. Because of the relationship, the people of God’s door dare not do anything to us."

Sikongzhu nodded gently.

Sikong Lianming said: "I know what to do, and I will go to Zhuo Bufan at night."

Thinking of this, Sikong Lianyan raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth. It is estimated that there will be a good show tonight.