Doomsday Sanctuary

Di Ping was cultivating, the faint phantom of the intelligent system "Zero" appeared in the room. Seeing Di Ping was cultivating, after he was silent for a while, he disappeared silently.

The shadow had just touched the door of the tavern, and before he could break the door, suddenly the door of the tavern opened with a creak, and a bright light shot out, and it sprinkled on the shadow.

The shadow was frightened by this sudden change. He turned around and wanted to flash, but his body froze in place and couldn't move. He only felt a terrifying pressure, pressing him tightly on the ground like a mountain. It can't move, except that the two eyeballs can be turned, the whole is like a sculpture holding the posture of a cat with its waist.

At this moment, a person walked out of the tavern slowly. This person was Wu An. He stood on the steps and glanced at the man in black, then walked over and grabbed his neck and lifted him up, panicking in the black man. In his gaze, he carried the person into the tavern, and then the door of the tavern slammed closed, the light disappeared, and everything returned to calm, as if it had never appeared before.

No one knew all of this, nor did Di Ping. No one knew that a steward in the tavern had such a powerful strength that he could crush an awakened person on the ground and couldn't move.

Di Ping practiced until 6 o'clock in the morning, and then went out to practice refreshingly, practicing Yuqing·Zhen Jue in the evening, and practicing Tiger Spirit Jue and Bengquan and Kuanglang Sword Technique in the morning.

Today he feels progress again, and the Tiger Spirit Art has advanced to the third level of the Tiger Shaking as he wished. This situation has once again increased the difficulty of cultivation, but the increase in strength is also greater.

Di Ping could feel that if all the nine states of the third layer were cultivated, the added strength would be the sum of the first two layers. No wonder the Tiger Spirit Art was the best technique, which was indeed extraordinary.

With the increase of his body, Di Ping also superimposed his sword strength to the eighth layer as he wished. It took him three seconds to complete the superposition of the sword strength. If he was fighting, he would not know how many times he died. One second is enough. He beheaded several mutant beasts.

But fortunately, his body is now fully able to withstand the superposition of this violent sword strength. Although it is still a bit reluctant, it can only be completed. This already makes him very happy. The strength of the eight layers of sword strength shocks him , Possessing terrifying destructive power like a nuclear bomb, he was already wondering how powerful the Eighteenth Floor Blade Strength should be.

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Today we are going to negotiate with Liu Zhenya for the last time. Last night, Liu Zhenya has expressed his intention to finish the talks as soon as possible, and he is going to return to the Bianzhou base.

It was just that before Di Ping went out, someone approached the door and saw Owen brought a person to the main tower.

"How is this going?"

Di Ping looked at Owen and asked a man in black with a puzzled look.

"Master, this is the tavern owner Wu An caught last night. He sneaked out of the castle to enter the tavern, but was caught by the tavern Wu An!"

Owen threw the man to the ground.

"Oh!"

Di Ping frowned when he looked at the man in black who was lying on the ground, "Check out the origin, is it a local man in our base?"

Di Ping shook his head and said: "The person is still in a coma, but we checked the information. He is not a member of our base, he should be a soldier under Liu Zhenya!" As he pointed his toe, he turned the person over and lay on his back. on the ground.

This is a person with very white skin, pale, black hair and black eyes, and a little stiff lines in the five views. He is a very stylish young man who seems to be no more than twenty-five years old.

"Liu Zhenya, what does he want to do?"

Di Ping looked at the people on the ground with a slight anger flashing in his eyes.