Chapter 353 Advance to the King's Level

In the desperate desert, Xu Le decomposed eight golden elixir avenues with the power of the sand wind, but only condensed 54 of them, which had never been cultivated and understood, and the rest were turned into energy to condense new marks.

In a short period of time, he condensed a total of 153 heavenly marks, and his combat effectiveness was like rivers pouring down. He suddenly broke through 700 disasters and rushed to 800 disasters.

The sand wind with a radius of ten miles is rolled back, forming a vacuum space. Several people who followed him had no time to react and were blown out, and everyone's faces showed surprise. They didn't know why his strength was so fierce.

Finally, his power stayed at the level of eight hundred and sixty disasters, and the heart of Shinto became more and more brilliant.

"Awesome, this is definitely a holy place for cultivation. If I can stay here for a period of time, the growth of power will never end." As Xu Le walked forward, he once again decomposed ten Jindan Avenues with the help of the shock wave of the sand wind, but only 47 new Tianshu marks were extracted from them.

Situ Qingfeng and others who followed him have been far away from him, because they can't withstand the power emanating from Xu Le all the time. It's too ferocious that a little inattention may damage the spiritual body.

Because of the new Tianshu imprint, Xu Le's soul power is also improving, easily breaking through the 9,000 mark and entering the ranks of the top soul practitioners in the realm of soul Taoism.

Forty-seven new heavenly arts were quickly condensed successfully. There are a total of 200 heavenly marks in the heart of Shinto, which shined with each other. His Shinto power suddenly rose to the level of 99 disasters and suddenly stopped. This is the extreme of 99. It is generally difficult to break through without a great opportunity.

Xu Le knew that his practice had improved too fast in this journey, and there were faint signs that the foundation was light and unstable. Fortunately, he was not impatient at all. He sealed all the remaining golden elixirs in the Mijiezi, and then let the sand wind blow on his body, and continuously refined his supernatural body with the help of the magical power of the sand wind.

He became taller and taller, withstood 90% of the power of the sandstorm, and Situ Qingfeng and the others finally took a breath.

"Pervert, absolute pervert, can the power increase so fast?" Mr. Long wiped the fine sweat on his forehead and said with lingering heart, "Even if there has never been such a perverted guy in my dragon and phoenix family, I increasingly suspect that he is the reincarnation of a big man in the fairyland."

"Say less and keep a little physical strength." Situ Qingfeng patted him on the shoulder and smiled. Xu Le is their backbone, and the stronger the strength, the better for them.

"The little egg's magical power is the yin wind, which can make the real people in the realm of spiritual law afraid. The power of the sand wind here is not weak at all. If I can understand something from it, it must be of great benefit to my practice." Thinking of this, Xu Le urged the power to devour the king's body, and hundreds of millions of blood space became more and more tenacious after a long time of sand wind refining. At this time, he began to devour it crazily like a hungry beast.

Woo-woo-

There was a tragic sound between heaven and earth, and those powerful sandstorms suddenly stopped, and then gathered towards him with Xu Le as the center.

The sand wind was actually swallowed directly into his body and stored in hundreds of millions of blood spaces. This is no longer a miracle, but a disaster.

Situ Qingfeng, Mr. Long, Tianchen and the dream king's daughter lay on the ground tightly in fear. Their cultivation was used to resist the terrible devouring power in front of them.

"How can the desperate sand wind suddenly change? No, we can't resist it."

"Is there a vicious beast born? Let's work together to resist it. We can't be swept in by the sand wind, otherwise there will be no place to die."

A group of panicked voices in the sand wind, but they reacted quickly and joined hands to fight against the devouring power, which lasted for three hours. The wind was calm for thousands of miles, forming a strange space in the desperate desert.

Xu Le closed his eyes and quietly felt the change of devouring the king's body. He felt that if he suddenly urged these sandstorms when he was desperate, it would be like hitting trillions of magic soldiers in an instant, which was unimaginable.

Situ Qingfeng's whole body was weak, and their strength was almost exhausted. The eyes of Xu Le were completely deodorised, as if they were looking at a superior invincible king.

Not to mention devouring these sand winds, they were frightened when they were baptized by the sand wind, for fear that their spiritual bodies would be destroyed by the sand wind.

A hundred miles away, there are 16 people lying on the ground. Their situation is even more tragic. Their martial arts uniforms are broken, and there are fragments of magic soldiers scattered all over the ground, and clean crystals that consume energy and so on.

"There are five immortals with the Holy Son's Order all of a sudden. Do any of you know those people?"

"It's the disciples of the Qi Sect, the Sword Sect, the Three-Eyes, the Human and Demons and the Blood Sect. Unexpectedly, the disciples of the Blood Sect were finally born?"

Mr. Long said unexpectedly.

"Blood Sect?" Xu Le's eyes fell on the man with blood ripples. "Does the bloodless ancestor have anything to do with him? Grab him and ask first."

When they looked at each other, the disciples of the five sects opposite were also looking at them. No matter how stupid people are, they also know that the horrible scene just now was caused by the person as dazzling as the sun. His strength is incredible and unfathomable.

"Let's go quickly so as not to kill ourselves."

Five people with the great opportunity of the Son's Order will jump into the sandstorm thousands of miles away and escape as far away.

Xile's current power has reached the extreme level. When he reaches out and grabs it, the figure of the immortals and demons suddenly appears between heaven and earth. They either reach out to the palm of the sky, or stretch out the palm of the devil, and thousands of miles are separated to form a unique space.

No creature in this space can break free unless its combat effectiveness far exceeds Xu Le.

"Taoist friends spare their lives."

None of the five great opportunities were spared, and they were captured by the transformed giant hand like a leather dog. The remaining followers had no courage to escape, and even their little master had no backhand, and they were not likely to be spared.

So what if there are many people, I can't stand a finger.

"Taoist friends, we are all great opportunities selected by the Holy Son Order. Why do you want to capture and suppress us?" The man on Jindan Avenue with hidden blood asked in a trembling voice, and his eyes did not seem to dare to look at Xu Le, twinkling.

"Do you know me?"

Xu Le's expression moved slightly, and a smile appeared at the corners of his mouth and said, "It seems that the bloodless ancestors are really the ancestors of your blood clan?"

"Really, it seems that I'm not mistaken. Are you the Xu Le from the secular world? The bloodless king of my blood clan once painted your portrait, so all of our blood clan disciples know you. I just didn't expect you to become so powerful now.

"Bloodless King? Is the bloodless ancestor in the secular world really just a reincarnation? In this way, the origin of the Taoist son of heaven is absolutely not simple. Xu Le thought to himself, and then looked at the blood disciple, suppressed him on the ground casually, and then turned his hand into the void, and actually deprived him of the holy son order.

"You...you can't..."

"Brother Xu is still not enough to save your life. Get out of here." Mr. Long came forward and slapped him out and broke his teeth.

Xu Le glanced at the Holy Son Order, erased the imprint of will in it and then collected it. He has a vague feeling that there are shocking secrets that he doesn't know, and the more secrets he collects, the more secrets he may get.

"You also take the initiative to give the Holy Son Order."

Xu Le's words are beyond doubt. The four great opportunities looked at each other. Although they were unwilling, no one dared to disobey them. Because they are not qualified and strong enough to violate, they can only be at the mercy of others.

When the five holy sons were ordered, Xu Le no longer made it difficult for them. No one knows how many holy sons' orders flew out of Tongtian Fairy Mansion, and even those kings are no exception. The Son Order is a pass and a fairy fate to obtain the road. Presumably this token not only represents qualification.

"Brother, they have been deprived of the order of the Holy Son, and they must all hold a grudge. If they send this matter back to Xianmen to let their king know, won't this put themselves in danger?" Situ Qingfeng said hesitantly. After all, no matter how powerful Xu Le is, no matter how perverted he is, he is as fragile as an ant in front of the king.

"I know it."

Xu Le knew that when the fairy gate reopened and the fairy throne came, how could those kings devote their energy to themselves? The Son Order is important, but only one can enter the Tongtian Fairy Mansion. As long as you can win the only fairy throne, it is worth it even if you get on the whole fairy gate.

"The desperate desert is coming to an end, but unfortunately you don't have a chance to understand the beauty here." Xu Le's eyes are getting deeper and deeper, and countless stars are flashing in his pupils, just like stars all over the sky, so that people can't see the bottom or the end.

With the help of the last sandy journey, Xu Le once again decomposed 20 Jindan Avenue. He did not immediately condense new marks, because his strength reached the threshold. If he did not break through, even if more heavenly marks were condensed, his combat effectiveness would not improve at all.

On the contrary, it will break his Taoism and destroy his cultivation.

"Four hundred heavenly arts that have never been enlightened!"

When Xu Le stepped out of the desperate desert, he found that he could extract 400 new heavenly skills from the 20 Jindan Avenues. If all of them are successfully re-condensed, his Shinto heart will have 600 heavenly marks, and the second transformation is just around the corner.

The most important thing is that at that time, his Shinto combat power must be powerful and lawless, and countless masters in the ascending period of spiritual bodies would be surpassed.

The martial arts combat effectiveness of the practitioners of the nine Jindan Avenue is about 400 disasters at most. The battle gap between promotion to the soaring period may be very large, but the general qualification is only seven or eight hundred disasters, which is more than a thousand disasters.

So as long as Xu Le breaks through the ninety-nine extreme level, his Shinto combat power will directly catch up with the king level.