Chapter 123 Hidden Disciple

Yuqing blooms with holy brilliance from the inside out, condenses a mysterious 'Tao' meaning on her body, and the body smells fragrant. At this time, she actually began to attack the holy world. Xu Le didn't want to waste her foundation of practice, so he had to forcibly stop her.

When quenching the physical environment, the deeper the accumulation, the greater the benefits of advancing to the holy realm. Yuqing has not refined her strange physique. If she is promoted like this, her future practice can only be regarded as ordinary. When she got the nine swords and refined the supernatural physique of the nine swords, at that time, she was thick and weak, and the momentum of promotion must be huge and powerful, directly surpassing some old saints.

Yuqing's body trembled, and the violently fluctuating breath on her body gradually calmed down. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled gratefully at Xu Le.

"I almost missed your practice. Fortunately, I stopped it in time. You should adapt well to your strength first, and it is estimated that the time is almost time. The competition for the nine swordsmanship is in this move.

Xu Le breathed a sigh of relief and checked his own situation. The physique has been strengthened 96 times, only twice as much as before, but the combat effectiveness has been increased to 1,300, which is still physical strength. When promoted to the Holy Land, the physical strength will be integrated with the inner breath, and the combat effectiveness will double and explode.

When it comes to the Holy Land, the strength of combat effectiveness is completely related to its own potential. The high combat effectiveness of the realm may not be very strong, and the low combat effectiveness of the realm will not be the weakest. For example, as soon as Feng Feifei was promoted, Wang Dezu, who suppressed the fourth level of the Holy Land, this potential will rise indefinitely with the improvement of the realm.

"Little master, the domain owner sent someone to greet you."

The voice of Saint Changyu sounded outside. Xu Le and Yuqing walked out of the room and saw a young and handsome man standing beside Saint Changyu. He stood like an unsheathed knife, and the knife on his body was hidden. The eyes are flowing, and the skin is full of luster.

This is also a genius practitioner whose physique is ninety-nine times stronger and can be promoted to the holy realm at any time.

"Yuqing's sister, Xuan Yingtian, the captain of the immortal team under the command of the domain master, came to welcome his sister." Xuan Yingtian is not only handsome and handsome, but also his voice is full of magnetism, which is very attractive to women. However, his eyes on Xu Le were very wrong, with a little hatred and a little provocation.

"Thank you, Brother Xuan." Yuqing took Xu Le's hand generously and whispered, "Brother Xu, let's go."

Seeing the intimate appearance of Yuqing and the man with a fleshy face, Xuan Yingtian's eyes flashed away. He held his fist and said quickly, "Yuqing's sister's status is noble. You can only take the flying carriage alone, otherwise it is not easy to explain for your brother in the domain owner."

Xu Le immediately felt a sense of disgust when he looked at his face. What the hell guy really regarded himself as a character. What kind of existence is the domain owner? How can he ask you for any explanation?

"Brother Xu, you won't put me in a dilemma, will you?"

Is this forcing the palace? Xu Le remained calm. He smiled faintly and said, "Sister, it's not easy for these slaves, so don't embarrass them too much."

** Naked sarcasm is to warn him that since you are a slave, don't pose as a master. I just don't know you. Xu Le has never suffered a big loss in words.

Xuan Yingtian's legs moved, and the bluestone ground under his feet turned into powder, obviously his anger rose sharply. The breath of the source of power in the lower abdomen shakes, and it seems that a knife will condense out and make a fatal blow at any time.

"Four hundred power, no wonder this boy's attitude is so arrogant and rude. Before refining the bones of the holy human body, Yuqing's combat effectiveness was slightly weaker than him, but now it is far more than him. It seems that he still doesn't know the transformation of Sister Yuqing. If he hadn't stopped it in time, I'm afraid she would have successfully promoted to the Holy Land.

Suddenly, there was a hiss, and a jade-white flying horse waved its wings and rose to the sky, with a pink pig standing above its head.

The flying horse is not simple. It is a seven-level demon, comparable to the existence of a saint. It is used to pull a car to see the value of the domain owner's care for Yuqing. But now it is not Yuqing enjoying it, but the piglet enjoying the taste of flying.

"Sister, it seems that there is no shortage of waste under the domain owner, and even a flying horse can't stand it. When you see the domain owner, you should mention it well, lest some unruly slaves damage his old man's reputation outside.

Xuan Yingtian was no longer in the mood to fight with Xu Le. He quickly chased the run-off flying horse, but he ignored the existence of a piglet. Can an ordinary pig that can control a seven-level demon?

"Are those sisters all disciples of the Immortal Slayer Team?" Xu Le saw more than a dozen powerful breaths rising into the sky and couldn't help asking in surprise. Those breaths had reached the power of 300. The physical structure was strong and tough, and at least half of them had refined their strange physique.

What the domain owner has personally cultivated is powerful, and he is a first-class master in any fairy door.

Yuqing hummed softly and said slowly, "Every thousand master-level disciples only choose one strongest to train them into master-level disciples, and then every 500 select one strongest to enter the killing team. Finally, after countless life-and-death training, it is the official disciple of the team who will definitely become a saint in the future. Xuan Yingtian thought of his strength and pursuit. I, Yunmeng Fairy, was between Bozhong, so he intended to join hands with me to fight, but was finally rejected by me.

"Hey, it seems that I will offend people no matter where I go."

As the two talked and laughed, they saw the little pig hair appear in front of them shaking their heads, as if they were complacent. As soon as it opened its mouth, it saw three streamers flying out and turning into three two-winged dragons with a length of more than 20 meters. Each dragon had a fist-sized sarcoma on the top of its head. They crawled on the ground and moaned without even the strength to stand.

"This is a sea flying dragonfly!" Xu Le never thought that Mao Mao even grabbed a few pieces of the heart meat of the Canghai Fairy Gate. The sarcoma on the head of these Canghai flying dragonfly contains a one-horn. As long as the one-horn is born, the Canghai flying dragonfly will be promoted to a seven-level demon.

Although it is a six-level demon, each combat effectiveness is not weaker than the ordinary level of the holy realm.

Mao Mao jumped on a flying dragonfly, hummed twice and saw the dragon roaring up into the sky and swimming at high speed.

"Maomao has prepared a substitute tool for us, which is a little more majestic than riding a flying horse. Sister, let's go to Danyu City.

The two stood on a flying dragonfly, because there was no hair staring aside, and the two flying dragons were energetic, but they did not resist. Instead, they rose up to the sky meekly and followed the previous one.

"Captain, what do you think?"

Xuan Yingtian finally controlled the flying horse and heard his subordinates shout in shock. He looked up and saw three huge sea flying dragons passing over their heads, majestic and magnificent.

"No matter who you are, as long as you block my way, there will be no good result."

The capital is not far from the Thunder City, but the area is more than 100 times larger than the Thunder City. It's like a fairy gate, but the peaks have turned into palaces. There are many furnaces standing in the square in front of each palace. Millions of practitioners live here, and merchants from all over the world come in and out, transport the rare treasures outside here, and then sell them in exchange for equivalent elixir.

This is the place admired by alchemists, where countless alchemy geniuses are gathered.

Xu Le and others landed on a huge square in the center of the capital. Mao Mao had already driven the flying dragon to other places to have fun, and their arrival immediately attracted tens of thousands of eyes. Tens of thousands of practitioners have gathered around the square, many of whom wear artisan robes, master-level and master-level disciples.

There is a high platform in the square, with more than a dozen young people sitting on it. Xu Le only knew Fengxing, Dao Juezi and Jian Juezi at a glance, and the rest of them were a little strange.

"Brother, the woman in a plain white martial arts robe is my father's disciple Yunmeng Fairy, a strong man in the later stage of soul quenching, and many saints respect him. In my brother, there is a disciple of the Nong family of the Hidden Immortal Family. She cultivates the road of the God of War. The strength of combat is estimated to exceed the power of 500. I'm afraid only you can defeat it.

"The Wushen Avenue of the Nong family?" Xu Le muttered a few words, and suddenly a shocked look appeared on his face, "Sister, do you mean that that woman is the descendant of Wuzu Farmer Xiao?"

Wuzu farmer Xiao is a soaring immortal, and there are records of his soaring in ancient books. In the history of secular cultivation of immortals, the ancestors were the successful and direct rise of soul cultivation, while Wuzu used martial arts to prove Taoism to smash the void and soar. The achievements of the two can't be compared with later generations.

There are only legends of the Nong family in the world, but not many people have seen them. Xu Le couldn't help looking at the woman a few more times, with a light veil on her face and a hair tie, sitting there upright and generously, elegant and holy.

At this time, the woman also turned her head and couldn't help frowning slightly when she saw a man with a fleshy face and an ugly scar on his chin.

"Sister, do you know who is selected by Yunmeng Fairy?"

Xu Le withdrew his eyes and asked casually.

"That man is not small, and he is a disciple of the Mahayana religion of the Hermit Immortals. The ancestor of Mahayana was a guard leader around the ancestors. This person's power is comparable to that of the Nong's disciples. It has been rumored that they had fought in private and did not tell the winner. It seems that the competition for the nine swords is quite fierce this time.

It also depends on what kind of character Jiujian Laozun is, which is more ancient than the human ancestor and Wuzu. Even if the Taoism they left behind is inherited a little, once they understand it thoroughly, it is simply a ascending dragon, and no one can stop it.

"Yuqing, what do you mean by making us wait for so long? Do you look down on my brother, or Yunmeng Fairy, or do you look down on your peers here?

As soon as Feng Xing opened his mouth, the atmosphere immediately became tense, which was a direct question.