Two Realms: I use martial arts to ask for longevity

Chapter 427 Assassination, Tiger Talisman + Splitting the Sky and Sea
Zhou Pingan's heart sank slightly.

He could see it even without Fang Sheng saying anything.

The man opposite, Wu Qi, the nineteenth generation disciple from the Prison Subduing Demon Sect, actually took the path of condensing the inner energy and refining the evil spirit.

What he practices are the top-level Xuan Gang and Tianxing Evil.

His attack power is so strong that it can be said that he can be firmly ranked first among the three Zhenwu realm fighters who just appeared on the opponent's side.

Why do you say that?
This brings us to the general Yu Changlie whom Zhou Ping'an received in Pinghu County.

This person's practice is to draw the White Tiger Star Evil into his body, however, he has not yet reached the right level and can only draw a little bit of the Star Evil to hurt the enemy and mix the Heavenly Star Evil into his moves, but he is far from being able to achieve the unity of Star Evil and Star Evil.

Although he cannot defeat a master-level strong man with the ability of divine connection, he will have the upper hand when facing a strong man of the same level.

Even Zhan Shanhe, an inner sect disciple of the Four Great Immortal Sects, who was also at the Gangqi Realm, could be easily defeated by Yu Changlie...

From this, we can see how ferocious the attack of Liansha is.

There are pros and cons. The only downside is that evil energy enters the body and it becomes impossible to maintain good health.

You can train your body to be strong, sweep through opponents of the same level, and become invincible on the battlefield.

But the life span is not very long.

Generally speaking, geniuses who have a sect's inheritance and are expected to break through to the Zhenwu realm are not interested in practicing this short-lived technique. It is meaningless even if their combat power is amazing.

With the same strength, others can live four to five hundred years, while the masters of refining evil spirits only live to be one hundred and twenty or thirty years old.

This is really something I can't even think about. Just thinking about it will make me so angry that I'll vomit blood.

I heard that among the top military commanders in the court of Dayu, few died of old age...

When they get old, they will howl like crazy, wave their weapons and perform martial arts towards the sky, then vomit three liters of blood and die.

One reason was that he died in such a crazy way and his body was destroyed to the point of backlash due to old age; another reason was probably the regret in his heart.

Zhou Ping'an also got a message from Yu Changlie.

He told me that in ancient times, condensing the energy and refining the evil spirit was just a normal means of cultivation. Later on, the most important method of increasing the original source had been lost.

Only the training methods specifically for killing on the battlefield remain in the world.

I don’t know if someone deliberately castrated the martial arts method, making people only cultivate strength and not life, so that they can be easier to control.

This is just a guess.

Zhou Ping'an thought it made a lot of sense.

Now seeing that Heavenly Wolf General Wu Qi, he had brought the Eastern Azure Dragon Evil to life, and his attacks were extremely fierce. Even Yin Jiu, who was at the True Martial Realm, was killed instantly by his halberd, and no trace of his body was left.

It can be imagined that this person has already mastered the killing method of Ning Gang Lian Sha to a very high level.

As for whether the other party was physically injured, Zhou Ping'an tended to think that it was not. Even if the other party was physically injured, the impact would not be significant.

When he was practicing, starlight surrounded his body, and when he was waving his spear, his bones made clanging sounds like gold and jade. It is very likely that he has already completed the cultivation of star and jade bones, and his origin is strong.

This is going to be difficult to fight.

It is very likely that the lost method of increasing the origin that Yu Changlie mentioned in ancient times is the "Starlight Body Refining Technique" and subsequent exercises of the Zhenyu Fumo Sect.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Zhou Ping'an's heart skipped a beat. The Cang Yue sword in his hand leapt up in an instant, and he turned sideways and slashed. The sword flashed like lightning, and waves of green rose up around him.

At the same time, his entire body, from hair to eyebrows, and all exposed skin, was glowing with a thick golden light, and he seemed to have turned into a golden-faced god in the temple.

puff……

A heavy muffled sound exploded in my ears.

Zhou Ping'an's sword light, which was as heavy as a mountain, was cut by a sharp edge, and sank slightly, resting on his shoulder and neck.

His body sank and rose again, his body spun, his energy boiled, and he rumbled up into the sky.

Countless lotus patterns suddenly appeared on the golden skin, the sword's force increased greatly, and the power increased eighteen times. The air around was shaken by the sudden burst of powerful force, as if it were a swamp.

He turned his knife and was about to chop it down.

Then I saw fog like smoke.

That man and that sword have disappeared.

I didn't even know which direction the knife should be swung in.

At this moment, I heard a light exclamation in my ears. The sound just sounded beside me, but it had already reached high into the air and was blown away by the wind.

"Good guy."

Zhou Ping'an's eyes were slightly gloomy.

Looking up at the void, he saw the bright moonlight, and the clouds were stretched and deformed by the night wind. There was a vast expanse of space within hundreds of feet around him, and there was no trace of the person who had just attacked him.

But he knew that the other party had not left.

Always by your side.

I touched the left side of my neck...

There was a wound half a knuckle deep here, and as soon as the blood oozed out, it immediately healed and formed a scab.

The remaining trace of pain still lingers in my mind like a phantom.

Upon careful sensing, the sword energy at the neck wound was as thin as silk and mist, extremely stubborn. It was offset and unloaded layer by layer by his perfect level of Mingwang Golden Body Technique, but it still penetrated deep into his body.

It blocked, but failed to block all the attacks.

"Are you OK?"

Fang Sheng looked over worriedly.

The sword just now was stuck at the moment when the Eight Shields of Turtle Spirit disappeared. It was invisible and extremely fast.

By the time she found out, she couldn't even intervene.

The opponent moved freely in the sky and on the ground. He would attack once and retreat if his attack failed. He was extremely cunning.

If it was me who was attacked, it would be difficult to dodge.

However, that person seemed to know that Zhou Ping'an was the backbone, and as long as he was killed, the outcome would be decided, so the first sword attack was directed at Zhou Ping'an.

This is the greatest blessing among misfortunes.

"What a great Su Pengju..."

Zhou Pingan grabbed Fang Sheng's hand, and they stepped forward at the same time. Their bodies crashed into the ripples in the air. When they reappeared, they had already crossed fifty feet, changed their positions three times, and took three steps...

Within a range of more than a hundred feet, the faint sound of swords could be heard.

The clouds gather and disperse...

He knew that the other party, a disciple of the Yunshui Sect who might have practiced the Floating Cloud Sword Technique and the Kunpeng True Form Diagram, was still circling around him. But there was nothing he could do at this moment. If he couldn't find the other party, he couldn't deal with the other party's strange and sharp swordsmanship, so there was no point in saying anything.

Even though he had his hidden weapon called "Sea-Splitting Sword", he was confident that once he used the sword, he would be able to injure the opponent, or even kill him.

However, this sword technique was learned from the [Kunpeng True Form Diagram] not long ago, and has only been cultivated to the proficient level. Before making a move, there is still a little bit of hesitation.

With such a short time to gather strength, and with the opponent's quick and flexible movement, he would have already swam away to who knows where, so how could you hit him?
In fact, before Su Pengju attacked, he couldn't even see his shadow or sense his spirit.

I could only feel a faint sense of crisis. I wanted to draw my sword, but I had no target.

"Ignore him and enter the formation."

Dragging Fang Sheng, the two of them ran wildly, which was not without use.

The sound of hooves from the rear was like thunder; two thousand blue-clad iron-clad cavalrymen had already arrived at full speed.

Zhou Pingan and Fang Sheng just jumped up.

A black horse with a shoulder height of two meters seventy-eight, raised its head and neighed happily, then with a whoosh, it broke through the numerous air waves and landed under Zhou Ping'an.

He landed on the horse's back, gently stroked the horse's mane, and shouted in a deep voice: "Start the battle."

The cavalry formation behind him changed, transforming into a circling winged snake. The blood of the two thousand cavalrymen boiled at the same time, and their eyes were faintly bloodshot.

"Crackling", the sound of stretching muscles and bones merged into a thunderous sound, roaring through the cavalry formation.

The blood and energy gathered into clouds, and the murderous aura rushed straight into the sky.

Even Fang Sheng, who was sitting sideways behind Zhou Ping'an's horse, felt his blood boiling at the first moment. His mind became clearer and he could faintly sense the stars in the sky echoing with him.

While his strength increased inexplicably, his understanding and control of swordsmanship became even more sophisticated.

Even stranger was the feeling that, after using all her strength to use the Eight Swords of Turtle Spirit, her body, which had not yet recovered, seemed to be injected with a surge of fresh energy.

The exhausted spirit has been almost recovered.

"I...I seem to have become much stronger, this formation!"

She couldn't help but exclaim in amazement. After thinking about it, she couldn't figure out the reason. She could only attribute it to the fact that Zhou Ping'an had a unique way of leading troops and maneuvering formations, and he could do what others couldn't.

Because she discovered that not only did her own strength become stronger in an instant.

The strength of the more than 2,000 riders behind him also increased significantly at the same time.

An all-round improvement from spirit to body as well as speed and reaction ability.

It was like these people, at the same time, broke through to another realm.

This is a bit outrageous.

"No wonder, no wonder Brother Zhou kept telling me to hand over the 3,000 soldiers under his command to him, and to form a formation with 2,000 cavalry out of the total 6,000 soldiers and set off afterwards. The real intention is here."

"Unfortunately, these two thousand cavalry are still a little short... If we could gain command of all the troops and bring along all five thousand cavalry in Changshan Fort, we could fight this battle."

Looking at the black mass of the Heavenly Wolf Black Armored Cavalry on the opposite side, numbering as many as seven or eight thousand, Fang Sheng felt regretful.

Only if she is in the situation can she understand how rare this opportunity is.

'The option to exit has not yet appeared.

In other words, we still need to fight hard and achieve certain results before we can exit normally. Otherwise, we will die here.'

Feel the feedback from the Demon Subduing Order.

Fang Sheng quickly put aside all distracting thoughts in his mind and tightened his grip on the sleeping Shen Yu behind him. He thought that this kid was the most blessed, and he didn't care about the danger or not.

The sky is big and the earth is big, sleeping is the biggest.

Not at all like his sister Shen Bi...

The little girl was tied tightly to Zhou Ping'an's back. She gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, as if she wanted to help Zhou Ping'an fight. Unfortunately, she was too weak to be of any help at all.

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After the tiger talisman was activated, it automatically united the soldiers under his command into a rope, with their fighting spirits full and their minds connected, ready to fight to the death.

In this situation.

Zhou Ping'an gained the trust of all the soldiers at the first moment, and he never frowned even when he led them through mountains of swords and seas of fire.

It was because he carried this thing with him that Zhou Ping'an believed that he might have a glimmer of hope to pass this level.

Of course, due to internal discord, their own Zhenwu realm masters fought on their own and were defeated one by one, thus losing the chance of winning.

But there is still hope if we can achieve some results, advance the trial progress, and get a chance to exit.

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Chapter 428: Splitting the Sky and Dividing the Sea

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"puff……"

A flash of sword light appeared from the chest, pierced through the green shirt and cut through the skin.

At the same time, a bloody mark appeared on Zhou Ping'an's left cheek and quickly disappeared.

Zhou Ping'an only had time to block three swords in a row, and just as he was about to gather his strength to deliver a fatal blow, the opponent had already gone far away.

Obviously, the main purpose of this Yunshui Sect disciple was to harass and contain the enemy. None of his sword strikes had any real impact, and he just relied on his magical swordsmanship and body movements to move around.

When Zhou Ping'an was defending with all his might, even though he had a higher level, it was still a bit difficult for him to break the sword technique and injure the golden body of Yuanman Mingwang.

But if you are distracted by other things, it will be difficult to say.

"This person must die."

Zhou Ping'an was secretly resentful.

However, they had no time to pay attention to it for the time being. The 8,000 cavalrymen on the opposite side, led by the Heavenly Wolf General Wu Qi, had already swept across the plain, like a mountain moving horizontally and crushing them.

Wu Qi slowed down his speed, and the cavalry formation behind him continued to lengthen and turn into a sharp cone. They suppressed roars and raised their swords and spears horizontally.

The murderous aura came like a tide, wave after wave.

Zhou Pingan took a long breath, his breath circulated, and he and his horse became one, suddenly accelerating.

The two thousand riders behind him felt their commander's determination and bravery at the same time.

They all clamped their legs tightly around the horses' bellies, urged their horses to gallop, and raised their swords and spears.

The cavalry formation was like a silent poisonous snake emerging from the grass, rushing towards the opposing cavalry formation like an arrow.

There is only advancement and no retreat, until death.

Two hundred steps.

One hundred and fifty steps.

One hundred steps.

A red light flashed in Zhou Ping'an's hand, and a large bow with a carved dragon and shooting the sun was already in his hand.

With a deep shout, the five fingers of his right hand already had four arrows on the bowstring at the same time.

When taking the arrow and releasing it, the fingers become afterimages.

collapse……

The red light is like a meteor shower.

With sharp whistles, it madly pierced into the cavalry formation in front.

Two breathing times.

Hundreds of riders have fallen in front.

At this time, the two sides had already approached each other by fifty steps.

Wu Qi roared wildly and swung the halberd in his hand slightly, shattering seven or eight arrows. The green-maned horse under his crotch neighed and galloped forward, stirring up a strong wind, and had already passed a distance of dozens of steps.

He swung his long spear sharply, and with a light movement of his forearm and wrist, he used the spear as a spear and pointed it at Zhou Ping'an's chest.

The cold and murderous aura turned into a blue dragon that raised its head and roared wildly. The vast and majestic force caused the void in front of the eyes to collapse and the air turned into powder...

"Good halberd technique."

Zhou Ping'an narrowed his eyes into slits.

The fiery red dragon-carved bow in his hand had long disappeared. The Cangyue sword burst out with rippling blue light, gathering the energy of the entire army and bursting with eighteen times the strength. The idea of ​​Kunpeng entering the water and splitting into the sea flashed through his mind, and he slashed it straight down with the sword.

wow...

The layers of blue dragon evil spirit that were being squeezed and swallowed before his eyes suddenly seemed to have spirituality and flowed to both sides. A line of sword light, like light and shadow, had already cut on the edge of the halberd.

Chi!

Two large horses passed each other.

Zhou Ping'an's body fell back, the knife retreated and hit his chest heavily. His body shook violently, blood spurted out of his mouth, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on his head and face.

Blood gushed out like crazy.

He rode his horse without stopping or looking back, and with his long sword piercing his blood, he charged into the vast cavalry formation.

At this time, he began to understand that his understanding of the Sea-Splitting Sword was not very profound and it also had its limits. He did not completely cut through the opponent's Green Dragon Halberd.

Even the impermanence of life and death has its limits, and the wound cannot be healed before the evil spirit invades the body and destroys it.

As expected, everything has its own growth and decline. There is no invincible ability, only invincible people.

Without the realm of cultivation, it is meaningless to talk about the invincibility of martial arts.

In an instant, the two thousand riders behind him were in a life-and-death situation.

Chi chi chi...

The weapons pierced the flesh, the men and horses fell down, and the two cavalrymen splashed heavy blood and whizzed past.

Until he rushed out more than two hundred steps.

Tianlang General Wu Qicai put his hand on his left chest. There was a line of knife marks there, which cut through the bright iron armor, slashed through the star-like jade bones, and reached his heart.

The extremely sharp sword energy exploded faintly, trying to destroy the body.

As he activated the Qinglong Gangsha three times, he slowly wore away the trace of sword energy that split the water and cracked the sky.

The wounds gradually recovered and the qi and blood were balanced.

He turned his horse and looked back at the big black horse going away. When he saw the blue knight on the black horse, his eyes became very cautious.

"Good sword skills!"

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"Brother Zhou!"

Fang Sheng's voice already had a hint of tears in it.

She is very close to Zhou Ping'an.

His knowledge of martial arts is also extremely high.

See very clearly.

Just now, in this charge and confrontation, only one move was exchanged.

But when masters fight each other, they only compete for one move.

The commanders of both sides completely integrated their lifelong learning into their killing moves, and life and death would be decided when they met.

Fang Sheng was protected by Zhou Pingan behind him, but he could still feel the powerful and murderous energy rushing towards him like a mountain collapsing or a sea splitting.

She suspected that if she had stood in front, her body would have been shattered and her spirit destroyed by just coming into contact with the Azure Dragon Evil before the real halberd blade arrived.

He died just like Yin Jiu, without any chance to struggle.

However, the green-clothed figure in front of him slashed with a sword, splitting the sea and splitting the sky, with power just as strong as before.

Surprisingly, he was not at all inferior in terms of moves.

The mental wills of both sides were entangled, and their powers collided. Zhou Ping'an still suffered a great loss due to his insufficient cultivation.

The evil spirit invaded his body, broke the Mingwang Golden Body Technique, and went straight to attack his internal organs, bones and blood.

Fang Sheng could see that Zhou Ping'an's limbs and chest bones were fine, but due to the violent shock, his waist collapsed a little and his body was a little hunched.

At the same time, spider-web-like cracks appeared on his brow bones and skull bones, tearing the skin and revealing bloody wounds.

These were obviously some ordinary bones that had not been refined into star bones. They could not withstand the powerful force of the confrontation and were on the verge of collapse.

in other words.

He is going to die.

Even the skull, which did not sustain the direct impact, was shaken to the point of collapse. Who knows what kind of mess the internal organs of the body would be in.

"It's okay, we can still fight. I think as long as we kill that Yunshui Sect disciple, we can go back."

Zhou Ping'an's voice was as light as a mosquito, and his breathing was a little difficult.

Fang Sheng was deeply saddened when he heard this.

"If we can't go back, then we can't go back. We have tried our best."

He was already badly injured, what else could he do facing Su Pengju, who was like a ghost with hanging boots?
No matter how optimistic Fang Sheng was, he understood it very well.

This was the best opportunity for the Yunshui Sect disciple to assassinate him.

Of the two thousand cavalry, twelve hundred fell, and the remaining eight hundred charged forward in blood.

On the opposite side, nearly two thousand cavalrymen had fallen. Tianlang General Wu Qi was gathering the cavalrymen and following slowly behind. He was obviously much more cautious and wanted to eat away at the cavalrymen bit by bit.

"Maybe he was also injured, so he didn't dare to chase us too aggressively."

Fang Sheng thought about this, and for some reason, he felt a little angry.

If it weren't for those few people in the Zhenwu realm on our side, who would have fled without fighting, or hadn't surrendered all of their troops to form a formation to fight, the battle wouldn't have been so brutal.

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"It turned out that both sides were injured..."

Yan Bing held a sun ring in his left hand and a moon ring in his right hand. He leaped up into the sky, creating a hazy shadow around him.

Although he had not yet dispersed the Pure Yang sword light of Li Nantian on the opposite side, he was able to protect himself safely.

She was still able to spare some attention to observe the battlefield from afar.

Seeing that after Baihu's death, Yin Jiu was beaten to pieces by Wu Qi's halberd, she could only sigh in her heart.

Seeing Zhou Ping'an and Fang Sheng, who had organized their troops and formed a battle formation under the sneak attack of Su Pengju of Yunshui Sect, and then confronted Wu Qi's Tianlang Army head-on, she sighed.

I knew that this time, there was no escape.

I can't help feeling a little ashamed.

My plan was indeed a complete failure.

However, it seemed that my contribution was not that great, and I couldn't fight as well as the two younger brothers and sisters with low cultivation levels.

Then she saw Zhou Ping'an suddenly stand up and fight Wu Qi on equal terms, with both sides being injured.

In the cavalry confrontation, our side actually gained the upper hand.

She had no idea what expression to give.

The sword light around her was like the scorching sun, burning her body and attacking her spirit, but her heart was ice-cold.

"Wrong, absolutely wrong..."

'If it was before, I wouldn't have run away. "

At this moment, Yan Bing regretted so much that he wanted to bang his head against the wall, if there was a wall next to him.

The fighting power of three Zhenwu was wasted for no reason. If they had joined forces and fought with all their strength, the outcome of this battle would be uncertain.

But now, it's too late.

Even if it's far away.

She also saw clearly that Zhou Ping'an was badly injured and was actually at the end of his strength. It was unknown how long he could hold on, or whether he could escape from Su Pengju's sword.

……

"here we go again."

Feeling a slight sense of crisis, it suddenly became stronger.

The heart, which was split into more than ten petals, began to beat wildly in excitement.

Zhou Ping'an knew that Su Pengju, who practiced the Floating Cloud Sword, had sneaked up to him again.

This is because he saw that he was seriously injured and wanted to reap the rewards.

Fang Sheng's resolute voice suddenly rang in my ears: "Remember my last sword in the last trial? I can only use this sword, and I estimate that at most I can only injure Su Pengju, but I can't stop him.

You run away quickly, and whether you can hold on until the choice to return appears is up to fate."

Fang Sheng couldn't continue talking here.

At this point, the option of returning has not yet appeared. Obviously, Fu Mo Ling believes that the achievements made by his people are not enough to be called interim results.

After all the killing, he only killed two thousand soldiers and didn't kill any of the enemy's generals. It was really not glorious.

However, now that things have come to this, this is just one last fight.

"The sun and the moon return together?"

Of course Zhou Ping'an remembered that the last time Fang Sheng used this trick, he immediately became so weak that he was only one breath away from death.

That time she was not her real body and had no true energy in her body. Although the sword skills she used were amazing, the power was disappointing.

Now her body is full of internal energy like the sea, and her spirit is perfect and full of energy, so she must be very strong.

"That's right. I am Gui Ling's disciple, and my sword is called Zhu Xian. Although I have only mastered the basics and haven't even found the method, I cannot be easily insulted. Gui Ling's Eight Swords, the temple calculates the world, and no one can sneak attack on me."

Fang Sheng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and a rare sharpness appeared on his face that was always smiling.

As soon as he finished speaking, he made a gesture with his left hand and tapped his knuckles with his five fingers, as if he was calculating something.

The long green sword held in his right hand was already slashing diagonally towards the void.

When the sword was swung, her vision became cloudy in an instant, her face lost all color, her hair became dry and dull, her straight and slender waist collapsed slightly, and it seemed that ninety-nine percent of her energy and spirit disappeared in an instant.

As the sword light slashed through the void.

Zhou Ping'an's hair suddenly stood up and he felt cold all over.

Suddenly, a sword and a person appeared in the place where the sword light was cutting in the air.

The man held a sword in his hand, his eyes full of surprise, his body stopped in mid-air, and a trace of blood appeared between his brows.

He shouted wildly, blocking his neck with the long sword, his body became ethereal, and was about to turn into a cloud of light and retreat.

At this moment, a ray of sword light that could tear the sky and split the sea passed by silently.

The sword broke and the head flew off.

The knife flashed across the neck, leaving a long black mark in the air that lasted for a long time.

Blood and water rose into the sky.

The head was tumbling in the air, with an incredible expression on its face.

Two rays of light appeared from Su Pengju, whose head and body were separated, and rushed into the bodies of Zhou Pingan and Fang Sheng.

It also illuminated Zhou Ping'an's face, which was full of radiance and energy.

Not only did the cracks on his face and head disappear, but his broken spine and weak blood circulation also disappeared as well, and he was back to full condition.

Only in this state could one seize the moment when Su Pengju was stopped and brazenly use the Sea-Splitting Knife.

Use all your strength to strike with the sword.

The man and the sword were cut into two pieces at the same time.

The sky is split and the sea is divided, all things are destroyed.

"Brother Zhou, you have great swordsmanship."

Fang Sheng smiled weakly.

She clearly felt that after Zhou Ping'an killed Su Pengju with one sword, the Demon Subduing Order moved, and the option to return finally appeared.

At the same time, he actually gained some benefits because of that sword.

"Your sword is also very good."

Zhou Ping'an didn't have time to check what good things he got from Su Pengju.

He also noticed the movement of the Demon-Subduing Order at the first moment and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Look up.

Yan Bing of Minglan Star was still fighting a desperate battle with Li Nantian of Chunyang Sect. At this moment, he let out a long roar of joy, and his voice was filled with deep gratitude.

And the distance was hundreds of feet away.

Wu Qi, the Tianlang general, had fully recovered from his injuries. He slowed down and led thousands of cavalrymen to slowly pursue.

"If this Lotus Shadow Death Substitute could be used repeatedly within a short period of time, I could stay a little longer and see if I could kill another one... but now it's not possible."

"It's better to go home and come back next time."

Zhou Ping'an turned around, looked at Fang Sheng, and understood the other person's intention.

This time I was invited here, but my cultivation was not good enough, so it was really dangerous. I will come again next time when I am sure of myself, and I should be able to obtain the Heavenly Wisdom Light of this level, and also get the biggest reward for clearing the level.

He reached out and put the little girl Shen Bi on his back to the front, sat on the horse, rubbed her hair, and said softly: "Next time, I will come to save you again."

With a thought.

The body turned into nothingness and the light and shadows in front of my eyes changed.

……

Asking for a monthly ticket.

(End of this chapter)