Chapter 82 No one is the enemy

The master level is a watershed in the quenching environment. Many people will greatly improve their combat effectiveness in this realm, which is not proportional to physical strengthening. The real strong people in the quenching environment begin to transform from here.

Xu Le suddenly stepped into the ninth level of the quenching body and felt that his flesh and blood were exploding and reorganizing, and his internal organs were constantly strengthened by a stream of energy. Not only that, his wings also changed. After automatically stretching, they began to extend infinitely, and then covered the surface of the flesh like a thin layer of leather armor.

This layer of leather armor and tendons gradually merge into one, hundreds of millions of pores are breathing and spitting, and the airflow around the body forms a tight and soft wind. Xu Le floated like a feather lifted by the wind.

Just promoted, it took a lot of energy replenishment. Xu Le swallowed the remaining five low-grade spiritual stones on his body, and his combat effectiveness increased.

A golden light flashed, and the Bug King didn't know where it came out. As soon as he opened his mouth and spit, he saw eighteen drops of enchanting blood floating in mid-air.

"It is the heart and blood of the six-level demon spirit."

Xu Le just needed energy. He opened his mouth and sucked it again. The blood was integrated into the body and repeated quenching each muscle dozens of times like a catalyst. The whole manpower is endless, and the hands and feet are full of the invincible momentum of trampling on everything.

From the information from the Worm King, it devoured all the seven huge poisons, and the energy condensed these 18 drops of blood in the magical independent space in its body. These blood are pure heterogeneous energy, and they will not become impurities in the body after taking it.

Xu Le looked up and roared repeatedly. His combat effectiveness had been increased from 170 to 190, and a potential surged out in his body, making his strength sing all the way.

At this moment, a whirlpool appeared over the channel, and a sound passed down.

"If you don't die, come out quickly. There is only five breath time."

A month has arrived so soon, and Xu Le feels that he is still not satisfied. But if you don't go out now, I don't think you will want to go out for the rest of your life. He forcibly restrained his breath and lurked the insect king into the poison source stone. His body flashed silently to Nangong Xiaoxiao and pulled her up to the sky into the whirlpool transmission array.

The valley was silent, and only a few sharp eyes were looking at it.

As soon as Xu Le appeared, he surprised several saints guarding the poison cave. They have been sitting here for two or three hundred years. Except for the dying escape of the love ron, all the others are buried in it. But a man and a woman in front of him are outstandingly demeanor, with tide and eyes like thunder and lightning. A long hair all exploded, dancing without wind, and floating in the air.

The woman carries a silver gun, with a cold face, three clear energy fluctuations in her lower abdomen, and can communicate with each other. The power of the outside world is faintly attracted and echoes it. They knew at a glance that the little girl had opened up three sources of power in her body, which was rare in history.

"Disciples visit all the saints."

"There is no need for much courtesy. There is no wine to drink today, but on the day you are promoted to the Holy Land, I will personally go to ask for a glass of wedding wine. Recently, the Sacred Heart Church has also been calm. You can stretch your muscles and bones appropriately when you go back.

This saint is very close to Wen Dao's younger brother. As soon as Xu Le heard his words, he understood that someone in the Sacred Heart Hall must have deliberately made trouble.

"Disciples leave." Xu Le didn't stay much. He hugged his fist and disappeared in place. The speed was so fast that even several saints looked at each other in surprise.

"This is the power of the wind."

One of the saints is thoughtful.

Xu Le was happy, and his mind moved more than 3,000 meters horizontally, without a trace of wind, just like the legendary teleportation method. Teleportation is a kind of heavenly art, which is also called magic power in the era of soul. However, few magical power in the era of soul has been passed down, and almost every door is earth-shaking skills.

The real teleportation technique can reach tens of thousands of miles away in one thought, just around the world.

On the square of Sacred Heart Church, the sword light was horizontal, the blade roared, and the disciples of nearly a thousand peaks gathered in a circle, and the voices were boiling. The arrival of Xu Le and Nangong Xiaoxiao did not attract much attention. After all, few disciples have seen them.

Xu Le stared at it, and both sides of the war were martial arts masters. It was Murong Duanxue who used the knife. His combat effectiveness is not weak, his physique is 96 times stronger, and he has 112 power to carry the tripod. No wonder he can become the main disciple of the Sacred Heart Church.

What he is dealing with is a more burly and tough man, with a double-edged wide sword, which is huge and heavy, and can be used as a sword or a knife. A weapon, swords are used together, and the moves are varied and strange.

Murong Duanxue has left five wounds on his body, and his martial robe is stained with blood. His face was pale, his pace was messy, and he was struggling to resist. The younger brother Wendao, who was watching the battle, had a cold little face, clenched his fists, and he couldn't wait to play immediately.

"Brother Murong, why do you have to struggle? As long as you bow your head and admit defeat, we old brothers will leave immediately. Originally, we just wanted to fight Xu Le, but his life was like grass, and he was imprisoned in a poisonous cave by the elder of the Xingtang. It is estimated that he had already turned into a pool of blood.

"Even if Brother Xu is not here, how can my Sacred Heart Church be insulted by you? If you have the ability, you can kill him and let me see your last resort."

"If you are stubborn, you will break your arms today."

The wide sword suddenly became frightened and its power increased sharply. Murong Duanxue's weapon barely resisted and broke into two pieces, and the other party's sword cut into his arm as soon as he turned.

Seeing that the blood was about to splash on the spot, a figure suddenly appeared. The powerful and sharp wide sword actually stopped in mid-air, and the blade was caught by a flesh and blood hand.

"Brother Murong, go down and heal your wounds. I'm here."

"Xu... Brother Xu!"

Murong Duanxue was shocked. When he saw Xu Le's appearance, he couldn't react for a while and stammered a little.

"Brother Xu came out, and he actually walked out of the poison cave."

For a moment, the disciples of the Sacred Heart Church were boiling, and everyone was cheered up from their dejection. The poison cave is a hell in the minds of the disciples, a place of burying forever. After the first come out alive, the saint became the first demon disciple that no one can replace in the Canghai Fairy Gate. Now Xu Le has also come out of there safely. The meaning of this is simply indescribable.

Xu Le glanced at the burly man opposite him and said coldly, "You are here to challenge me, and then you will naturally take over. You can catch my three punches and get you out of here alive.

"Hahaha, that's ridiculous. I have heard of your combat effectiveness for a long time, but what I didn't expect is that your tone is still so big that I really don't know how thick it is. I am Jin Wu, a disciple of Xueshan Xianmen. Today, I cut off your arms in front of so many people.

Jin Wu shouted, pulled out the sword from Xu Le's hand and cut it down.

"Sword wind and sword rain."

This is the king-level skill of Xueshan Xianmen, with a wind blade cut and a lot of swords.

Xu Le snorted coldly, just 130 of the power. A month ago, he had to do his best to fight with it, but now he doesn't need three punches.

"What dares to show off your power in my Sacred Heart Church." Xu Le stood still and didn't punch him until the sword came to his head.

The power of one punch, swallowing mountains and rivers, and the boxing method is divine, like the collapse of the sky, blowing thunder out of thin air. In an instant, he swallowed Jin Wu's offensive, and then bombarded the opponent's chest with unstoppable and invincible power.

The scream sounded, and Jinwu's tough body flew backwards. The wide sword in his hand turned into debris, and a shocking deep pit appeared in his chest, which was almost pierced. He was in mid-air, spitting blood in his mouth, with internal fragments in the blood.

The disciples around couldn't help holding their breath. Everyone's hands and feet were weak and their hearts were frightened. Jin Wu, a talented disciple from Xueshan Xianmen, did not know how many famous martial arts masters he had lost in this month. His 130 fighting power was almost standing at the top of the quenching environment and swept invincible.

But I didn't expect that such a powerful master could not even catch Xu Le's punch. Now he is lying on the ground and twitching, and his life is in danger.

Xu Le's eyes swept away, as if a blade was passing by. He had already seen more than a dozen martial arts masters gathered together to constantly laugh at the Sacred Heart Hall, and even brazenly slandered that there were no more evil disciples in Canghai Xianmen. Those people are obviously not disciples of Canghai Xianmen, and they must be challengers from other Xianmen.

Those people were stared at by Xu Le's fierce eyes, and everyone shuddered. Suddenly, their fear was to leave here immediately.

One of the middle-aged women in her forties ran away without saying a word, but no matter how fast she was, she could not escape the bad luck.

Xu Le's speed was fast lightning, and he appeared in front of the woman without hesitation with a punch.

Shi Potian's shocking punch did not give the other party any chance to react.

With a roar, the woman stepped into the footsteps of Jinwu, and her bones broke all over her body, which made people's hair creepy.

"Let's go together and let our disciples of Sacred Heart Church see what powerful means you have." Xu Lefei is in mid-air, like a dragon. He roared and shook the sky.

The long laughter is full of ** naked murderous intent, just like a giant beast going crazy.

"No, he's going to do something wrong with us. Let's take action together to suppress him."

What was the scene when the fourteen martial arts masters took action together? The sky was dark, the earth cracked and exploded, and the sand flew away. The disciples around him roared in their minds, their eyes were dizzy, and their bodies seemed to be trapped in a mud pool.

The strongest of these people also has more than 110 power to carry the tripod, and the weakest is more than 100. Fourteen forces gathered together and rose to the sky, the clouds dissipated, and the destructive power has reached the limit.

"Hahaha, good come."

Xu Le laughed a few times, and his standing figure was like an ancient mountain, towering and magnificent. His combat effectiveness has been raised to 200, and the endless power gushes out of his body, which is unrivaled.

His right foot stamped suddenly, like an ancient demon giant elephant stepping on his head.

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