I'm from magic door

() (Thank you very much for the rewards from the two book friends, Please Believe in Professionals and Egg Dan De Sadness. It’s a pity that the handicapped party only coded it out now. I’m really sorry~ This paragraph has been paved for a long time recently. The engineer tried his best to write better. I hope everyone I can understand~ I also ask for a recommendation ticket for support~)

The old cow fell on the Jade Blood Jade and made a muffled "crack".

And this muffled sound also knocked on the hearts of many people at the same time.

"Hmph, this Leiyin Copper Cow suffered serious internal injuries under our siege last night. You are lucky to have picked up such a big leak!" Chai Zijun stared until his eyes almost fell out Yes, but his mouth is still stubborn.

"How powerful is Brother Tianyou's sinister heart palm? I'm afraid it has already destroyed the internal organs of this cow! Senior brother Zijun is right, you are just lucky!" Yan Xinghuo's brain turned quickly. , now that the seniors from all major sects are here, we are determined not to let this stinking brat take the opportunity to make a name for himself here!

"Really? Who is Brother Tianyou, I have to thank you very much." The young man was not excited when he was questioned, he lowered his head and gnawed on the leg of lamb in his hand.

"Speaking of fire is serious. Leiyin's copper skin is thick and fleshy, and his body is strong. Brother Yu's few palms can only suppress its arrogance for a while, and it will definitely not hurt it!" Lei Tianyou gave Jiang An a friendly look, and then He shook his head firmly.

"Siege? Thanks to you being able to say it!" Fang Yuan saw that the boy was eating deliciously, so he handed him a jar full of burning knives.

"What are you talking about? Chai Zijun, don't say I look down on you. You can't even push this cow, let alone carry it on your shoulders like him!" Ren Du glanced at it with some disdain. Chai Zijun glanced at him and mocked coldly.

A cow weighs more than [-] catties, and it can't be carried by people who have not entered the demonic realm. This move alone is enough to rank among the top ten of the new generation of disciples of the Demon Sect.

"What's going on? Didn't you say that he has only been practicing for a year?" Chai Zijun, who was only at the ninth level of the Physical Training Realm, was completely humiliated by this sentence, and couldn't help turning his head and questioning Wen Caiting sternly.

"Senior Brother Zijun, don't worry, maybe there is some misunderstanding!" Yan Xinghuo defended after getting closer to Wen Caiting these two days.

"It's impossible, shouldn't you only be at the fifth level of the Body Training Realm?" Wen Caiting covered her mouth in disbelief, and asked Jiang An with round eyes and astringent voice.

"Why, do you have connection with our disciples of Jiuyoumen?" Jiang An raised his head, looked at her very alertly and responded.

"You really only have the fifth level of the Body Training Realm!" Even Gao Huan was shocked at this time. What kind of heaven-defying technique can make a disciple of the Demon Sect at the fifth level of the Body Training Realm rival a mature Lei Lei? The power of the copper-skinned cow?

"No, I have already reached the seventh level of physical training." Jiang An smiled innocently, without explaining too much.

These two answers contained a lot of information, and for a while, the noisy chattering around drinking and drinking quieted down.

It took one year to cultivate to the fifth level of the body training state, and then in less than a month's journey, he continuously improved to the second level of the small state!

A mature Leiyin copper-skinned cow with a weight of more than [-] catties and a strength of more than [-] catties, was beaten to the ground like a dead dog by this thin black boy who only had the seventh level of physical training!

How could a bewitching young man who had achieved such outstanding achievements in such a short period of time be a jackass?

But he looks really stupid.

Even if the blood stains and mud stains on his body were removed, there were nearly a thousand banquet tables and tens of thousands of people sitting on the altar of Shura, but there was no one of his kind who was wearing broken straw sandals and coarse linen clothes like him!

Even if the magic sect has fallen to the point where disciples need to change their appearances and hide their identities when they go down the mountain, practitioners are not mortals after all, so how can they be reduced to the point where they can't even afford a few decent clothes?

"Being untimely and disrespectful is just to be exposed. You are disheveled and tattered, and you dare to step on the incomparably solemn Shura altar of the Nether Sect?" The elder of the Xiexin Valley saw the disciples of this sect being humiliated. , Angry in his heart, he continued to make things difficult for Jiang.

"Eating meat and drinking wine, what's the difference? Ragged clothes, silk and satin, who can prove immortality with this body?" Jiang An put down the wine and meat in his hand, glanced back, and asked indifferently.At this moment, the boy's aura has undergone a completely different change, like a sword that has been unsheathed, with a sharpness and edge that people cannot look directly at!

"Hahaha, well said! Eating meat and drinking wine is the same everywhere! Things outside of the body can neither prevent catastrophe nor life and death, so what does it matter what you wear?" Patriarch Youming laughed loudly, stood up, Greeted Jiang An over, "Your boy is very good at my taste, come and drink!"

At this time, all the people inadvertently discovered that Patriarch You Ming was also wearing a simple linen coat, with a pair of big black feet bare, so uncomfortable!

He is the No. 1 devil in the Zixiao Continent. Everyone only sees his earth-shattering cultivation and extremely respected status, but unknowingly ignores his appearance and clothing.

Even now, if one doesn't know his identity, who would have thought that this middle-aged man, who is as thick and dark as a countryman, has cultivated the supreme body-forging secret book "Northern Underworld Scripture" of the Nether Sect to the extreme. He developed the first-order Beiming Kunpeng demon body, inspired the incomparably monstrous water attribute supernatural powers, and successfully survived the thunder disaster 490 years ago, becoming the most powerful and domineering demon cultivator since the supreme master Ling Donglai.

Not only that, he has been in charge of the Nether Sect for more than [-] years. During this period, he went down the mountain three times. Using the name of the Son of Blood, he created a rebel party, subverted a country, bloodbathed more than a dozen cities, and killed more than a dozen people. The Daoist cultivator of the Fusion Realm is famous far and wide.

As everyone knows, more than 900 years ago, he was also a black and fat boy with an unattractive appearance and slovenly appearance!

This slap was so hard that the Xiexingu elder's face suddenly turned red!He was tongue-tied and wanted to defend himself several times, but he didn't know what to say and where to start!

When Jiang An was summoned by Patriarch Youming, he didn't show a hypocritical gesture of being flattered and honored, but walked over generously, and sat cross-legged beside Patriarch Youming as if no one else was around.

Just like what he swore to himself before, today he must win respect with dignity, for himself, and even more so to share his life experience with himself, and go against the sky with no regrets until he dies.

"Have you seen me?" How deep is the cultivation of Patriarch Nether?One could see the burning fighting spirit and unyielding in the boy's eyes at a glance!

Ni Tianxing has reason to be proud. In just 500 years, he has already possessed the ninth level of the Fire Tribulation Stage, far surpassing the Nether Patriarch in front of him.He even found a way to trigger the catastrophe in advance, because he has no fear of it!

"I saw it in my dream." The boy confessed frankly.

"Hmph, you really know how to flatter!" An elder of the Nether Sect deacon sitting at the main table snorted coldly.

"You are flattering and flattering at a young age, Jiuyoumen is a good disciple!" The elder of Xiexin Valley found another opportunity, and took the opportunity to add embellishment.

"I'm very familiar with your eyes..." Patriarch You Ming's expression was still simple and casual, as if he didn't hear the cynicism towards the young man.Over the years, he has seen too many intrigues and framing each other, but he has never participated in it, ignored it, and never cared about it.Who gains power and who loses power has nothing to do with him, but as time goes by, his cultivation base is getting higher and higher, and he naturally sits on the top spot of the Nether Sect, and even the leader of the Demon Sect of the Zixiao Continent. number one.

"By the way, 500 years ago, there was an outer disciple who looked like this. His roots were too poor to be suitable for cultivation, and he was eliminated by the sect's selection." Patriarch You Ming tried his best to search in his distant memory.

"When he was leaving, he once told me that he must go to the Asura Realm... The look in his eyes at that time was exactly the same as yours now!" The figures of the two worlds seemed to overlap completely at this moment, although the two who went against the sky All the souls and souls have been wiped out, leaving only the life soul that retains the memory and the anger that bears the resentment, but his unwillingness and pride, at this time, the generals feel the same, even more real and intense than in the dream !

"I must also go to the Asura Realm." The young man suddenly smiled, his devilish heart was stronger than ever, and he acted for both himself and himself.