"Encounter all enemies, go back, go back!!"

As Zhuang Buzhou waved his hand, the three thousand soldiers dissipated and returned to his body. He glanced at the original site of the Sanchong Building that had become a ruin, and showed a free and easy smile. Then, without any nostalgia, he turned around and chose to leave quickly.

"Interestingly, the three-level gate of the Grand Formation in the Three-level Tower was broken like this. So that's it, it's interesting. The three-level gate can be fearless by all kinds of magical powers, but the shield wall composed of soldiers is not an attack at all. It just pushes over with absolute power and pushes it over, and it is so interesting that the three-level gate formation has no place to use it.

The old man on the eaves also watched a big show.

Squinted his eyes and looked at the ruins in front of him with a smile.

I also sighed in my heart that this third floor was really a disaster star. The good three-level gate formation was forced to be pushed by a pure defensive Taoist soldier. The process of defeat was really shocking.

If it is a powerful attack, it may not be able to break through the three gates. However, this kind of brute force, the absolute power of unreasonable force, has forced the three gates to flatten the three gates. It has to be said that everything has its alternative side.

"However, the Sanchong Building is easy to push, and your path will be difficult to walk next."

"No one has ever let the Sanchung Tower lose such a big face. In order to regain its face, I'm afraid that the Sanchung Tower will not give up. Otherwise, the Sanchung Tower may not have the face to stand in front of countless monks. However, in order to regain face, the Sanchung Tower will not send assassins beyond your own realm, and fight at the same level, win, and win, so that the face can be regained. The World Spirit Master may not be really an enemy."

The old man sighed.

This time, Zhuang Buzhou stabbed a hornet's nest and it was not so easy to survive. He competed with the same level, and divided the heights, life and death, face, and he had to exaggerate it with blood. In his opinion, the good show had just begun.

In this case, Sanchong Building will definitely go crazy.

The so-called three-time treat is probably not followed, and it will only be assassinated until it is completely killed.

It is absolutely true that it is said that it is a thug to provoke a hornet's nest.

Therefore, in his opinion, Zhuang Buzhou is probably doomed this time. No matter how strong the world spirit master is, he is not as strong as completely invincible.

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When he returned home, Zhuang Buzhou entered the practice again.

To solve the various causes and effects of the original body, the whole body and mind are like a mirror that brushes away dust, clear and transparent, and extremely transparent. When operating the "Yixing Tianlu Sutra", it becomes smoother. The speed seems to increase by several times than before. The visualization of the Void Star Eye Diagram is even smoother. The innate true qi continues to condense and fall into the sea of ​​qi, and the magic power of Taoism is rapidly increasing. With the help of the nightmare power pulled by the dream butterfly.

The speed of growth of cultivation and magic power is simply unshackled.

For a moment, I completely entered the state of forgetting both the things and the self.

But at this moment, in the endless sea, in a star-level realm called Xuanming Island, in the battle city, a fearful and murderous aura suddenly came out in an inconspicuous restaurant, a terrifying and murderous aura, a cold feeling, as if sweeping all over the world. Looking at the name on the restaurant, it was the word "Sanchong Building".

At this moment, in the Sandu Tower, an old man in a white robe was sitting upright. The old man's face was cold. In front of him, there were a group of figures wearing black robes, bronze masks, and even silver masks. These were all killer and assassins in the Sandu Tower. The bronze mask is the killer of the human gate, and the silver mask is the assassins of the Earth Gate, and the aura on his body is completely different.

At this moment, the old man's face turned pale and he reached out to smash the teacup in front of him directly to the ground, smashing it to pieces.

"Shame, this is an unprecedented shame, a great humiliation."

The old man roared: "I am a three-level building, which intimidates the endless sea. For many years, I have always been the only prisoners, and no one has offended me. Today, in the Xuanming Realm, the strongholds in Fengge City were flattened and completely turned into ruins. Even Lao Yu and the others were buried in it, and no one returned to life. This matter must not be abandoned."

"At this moment, countless forces are looking at our triple building. You said, what should we do."

In the voice, the evil aura was still clearly visible, and you could fully feel the depressing aura filled with the air.

"kill!!"

A killer wearing a silver mask took a step and spoke decisively: "My reputation in the Third Tower is made of the blood of all living beings, and it shocks the world with killing. Since someone dares to destroy my stronghold, he should return blood to his body, kill his body, and destroy his door. Re-cast a more glorious reputation."

He is a killer of the Earth Gate, and his strength can be imagined. On Xuanming Island, he is a master in this world.

"I know that person is the goal of our gate of humans, Zhuang Qiling. I have invited the gate of humans once before, but it was unsuccessful and failed. The second time I went there. However, as soon as I arrived, I saw the Fengge City stronghold destroyed by it. I felt that it was powerful. If I took action, I could not complete the task, so I could only choose to pass on useful information. I was guilty and had not completed the task on time, so I asked for punishment."

A man in bronze mask walked out and spoke.

In words, no emotion can be heard.

"Although you are ruling, you can pass on information and make up for your merits and you will be fined for three months."

The old man said in a deep voice: "However, Zhuang Qiling is a guest of the Gate of Man. If he takes action again, he must be invited by the Gate of Man. According to the information, he is the Foundation Building Realm, and the Gate of Man cannot send people beyond the Foundation Building Realm. To avenge his shame, he must be open and upright, defeat him and kill him."

"The matters of the Gate of Man must be solved by himself. I think the son of the Sequence of the Gate of the Gate takes action. The top ten sequences of the Gate of Man should be moved manually. The sons of this generation of people, I don't know how many sons of the Sequence of the Gate of the Gate of the Earth can be promoted."

A young man wearing a silver mask said slowly.

The level of the three-level building is quite strict. Although the Gate of Man is the lowest, the real direct descendant is still the son of the sequence, divided into the son of man, the king of earth, and the emperor of heaven. Only in the sequence of the Gate of man can one be qualified to compete for the throne of the Gate of Earth and the emperor of heaven.

Although the Sequence Son of the Gate of Humans is only the lowest, it is a shortcut to truly enter the highest level of the Third Building. Every Sequence Son is an unquestionable genius with extremely powerful talents and combat power.

The sequence of the human gate is distinguished by human, immortal, Buddha, demon, ghost, beast, and spirit. This represents ten sequences, and must have corresponding bloodlines to obtain the corresponding sequence.

A human son can only live in it as a human race. A fairy son must have the blood of immortals in his body, and the same is true for others. Each one is an unparalleled genius in the world.

"For a spirit master, if you want to kill him steadily, you can only ask the Son of the Sequence to take action."

When other bronze assassins heard it, they nodded in agreement.

The Sanchong Tower can no longer bear the second failure. It must kill with one blow to get the face back.

"Okay, the headquarters of the communications headquarters, please come and kill Zhuang Qiling. Before the Sequence son arrives, I will stare at Zhuang Qiling tightly during this period. No matter what happens to him, I must keep it under my nose and investigate as much information as possible."

The old man nodded and made a decision.

This time the matter is too big and there is no room for mistakes.

Whether you can avenge your shame depends on whether the son of the Sequence who came can kill Zhuang Qiling.

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"Now nothing can be compared with practice. Practice is the most important thing. Hold on every minute and every second. Now you practice one more minute and one more Taoist practice will grow by one year. What you bring back is real accumulation."

Zhuang Buzhou can't care what will happen to the outside world now. Even if he knows that Sanchong Tower cannot give up, he doesn't care. Anyway, what he should do here has been done almost. Next, he will continue to accumulate magic power in Taoism and wait for the moment of returning to the original body. At that time, the current hard work and current accumulation will all become the accumulation and wealth of the original body.

This kind of unscrupulous use of nightmare power to enhance the power of Taoism can only be useful in him and me.

Waste is a shameful act.

"If Sanchong Building wants to take revenge, then come and go. It may not be a good thing to leave after a fight."

Zhuang Buzhou smiled secretly in his heart, not caring too much.

Time passes quietly.

There was a shock in Fengge City, causing an uproar.

All the important tribes of the Zhang family disappeared strangely, and the Sanchong Building was suddenly destroyed. At night, some people witnessed the amazing scene of the Shield Mountain gathering into the Shield Wall, and saw the scene of the war, and passed it out. Immediately, the entire Fengge City was extremely lively and an uproar.

That means everything.

However, these seem to have nothing to do with Zhuang Buzhou.

Close the door and work hard to practice.

Before time knew it, half a month had passed.

In the past half a month, the innate true qi condensed in Zhuang Buzhou's body reached a total of 100 paths, which means that he had accumulated a total of 100 years of practice. It has to be said that with the help of nightmare power, he was almost at the peak of his life without considering the consequences.

Cool!!

It's so cool.

This process of fully feeling the increase of one's own Taoism is happier and more joyful than anything else.

This is the joy of practicing and the joy of becoming stronger.

However, that night, the atmosphere of the entire Fengge City seemed to have become different.
Chapter completed!