Chapter 80

seeing this, he immediately knew that Yi Heng must be wearing a defense weapon, which is a clothing defense weapon. Who is this person? Top-grade attack weapon and clothing defense weapon.

"Is it a disciple of Yimen?"

"Taoist friend..." before the word "spare life" is called out, I just feel that the Dongxiao disappears in an instant. When it appears again, it has already passed through the throat, and the throat also exudes blood. The mouth still wants to say "forgive me", but in an instant it is filled with blood and slowly falls to the ground.

Yi Heng took the flute and looked around. His seemingly relaxed fighting method was actually extremely dangerous. In an instant, he made a judgment on life and death.

Or are these three people unable to use weapons? What if all of them are magic weapons?

But this should be the way monks fight. It's wonderful and exciting.

Three small fireballs burned the three bodies to dust. Yi Heng left here and crossed a row of big trees to see a small river flowing happily.

He sat on the shore, his feet immersed in the water, feeling the beauty of life.

Suddenly, "wow" a spit out a mouthful of blood, chest feeling a little comfortable.

"It's enough for the defense of the gold carving clothes, but the ice stab's impact from the twelve layers of mana is still fierce."

It turned out that he wanted to try the defense of the gold carving clothes, so he shouldered the last ice stab, but he was shocked and hurt his inner organs.

"It would be nice if you could make your inner organs have a certain ability to resist earthquakes. You should be satisfied. Look, these three people should be free to practice.

Even if you have 12 levels of Qi refining, there is no decent magic. I'm afraid you can't beat even 10 levels of our disciples.

It's no wonder that the biggest wish of many casual practitioners is to enter the three major sects. First, the magic skills are systematic, but there is a master to teach the cultivation experience.

For example, if I don't have the question asked by Zeng Yushu, I'm afraid I still honestly regard Xun zijue as a simple defense. In this way, the understanding of Xun word seems to have gone beyond the book of changes?

Is this world still my world? "

His relaxed mood began to fall again.

Half an hour later, a cry broke up the fish in the river.

Yi Heng is clear again.

"No matter what kind of world he is, as long as I live all the time, I will know what the world is. Ha ha, what is better than living.

But if you want to live, you have to be stronger and stronger. "

"I want to be strong, I want to be strong." He yelled a few times and became extremely happy. Then he fell on the shore and fell asleep gradually.

The clear river water flows gently through his feet. Some small fish swim curiously and purr their feet with their small mouths.

It was getting late, and the darkness was slowly covering the forest. The vague forest became more gloomy. The slight snoring gradually became harmonious in the sound of running water.

Yi Heng, who wakes up in the middle of the night, is cold. How long has it been? I didn't expect to be so relaxed just now, even the aura didn't work.

But the advantage is that he feels refreshed and his mind is clear. Is it because he has given up obsession? Or because of obsession?

But in any case, it is necessary to become stronger. The road of cultivating immortals is lonely and helpless. Only a heart that keeps growing stronger can it persist.

Thinking of this, he took back his feet in the river, leaped up the tree, sat cross legged in the tree, and began to speed up the cultivation.

In the purple mansion, the villains on the plate have not changed for a long time, and their size is only about 60% more than before. However, this is enough to support him to cultivate a stick of incense, which can resist the practice for one year.

I saw a villain's soul force input into the Bagua disk, and the Bagua disk began to rotate. The eight strands of white light connected with the rotation, illuminating the whole purple mansion.

Yi Heng felt that the aura around him swarmed in and out of the elixir field, scouring the meridians.

As the time goes by, the Bagua disk stops rotating. Yi Heng wipes his right hand around his waist, and a jade vase appears in his hand.

There are only top-grade pills left in the storage bag. Now I can't manage much. I also taste it. Opening the jade bottle, a strong smell of pills comes out. He quickly pours out a pill and puts it into his mouth.

As soon as he got into his mouth, he was full of incense, and then the pills turned into liquid and ran down his throat. He felt a fever all over his body. The aura of top-grade pills was too strong, which made his Dantian feel a little full.

He quickly led the aura in the elixir field to continue to wash the meridians. Again and again, the meridians were extremely swollen and painful.

But he did not frown, just wash away, this pain compared to life and death, is still too much.

At dawn, looking at the empty jade bottle in his hand, he could not help laughing bitterly.

Five pills. With five pills of top-grade pills, the cultivation of the eleven layers was increased by one third, plus the magical effect of the Bagua plate.

And Zeng Yushu four then rushed into the 12th floor, this gap is too big."My qualification is really poor, but the effect is still very good. Although the five elements spirit root is promoted slowly, the aura should be more than the three spirit roots of the same level."

Taking back his mind, he began to think about the next journey. Walking along the river is the best plan. However, some monsters come to drink water or other monks come here to have a rest. The possibility of encountering them is too high.

But if you look for it blindly, I don't know when to find it.

Determined, he walked down the Bank of the river into the forest, but more carefully.

A year later, he finally reached the peak of the 11th floor. The price was that he used ten bottles of top-grade pills. At this time, there were only two pills left. He knew that these two pills did not necessarily let him break through. He had to wait for the chance.

At this time, sitting on the tree near the river bank, I quietly looked at a big grizzly bear in front of me. This grizzly bear should be a monster. Just now I saw it easily fished out a big fish from the river, as if no one else had eaten it.

As for the monster, Yi Heng has no experience of fighting against the enemy. Instead, he holds his breath and observes quietly. He only hopes that the grizzly bear will leave when he is full.

After a cup of tea, the grizzly bear does not mean to leave. Yi Heng observes carefully. Suddenly, the grizzly takes a look in his direction, intentionally or unintentionally.

Although it was more than 20 Zhang away, he was scared to shrink behind the tree. The grizzly bear must be a monster who was about to survive the disaster. After getting angry, he was comparable to building a foundation.

Only hope grizzly will leave,

but grizzly is a bully in this place, how can we let him go?

Then the grizzly bear stood upright and walked slowly towards Yiheng. The pressure released made the leaves whistling.

Yi Hengxin knows that with this bear in the way, it's hard to pass without a fight. Fortunately, in this year, he practiced with the pill Bagua plate, and his cultivation has nearly reached the 12th floor.

It seems that ordinary friars of twelve layers should be able to resist, but I don't know how this monster is? But how do you know if you don't try?

Standing up solemnly, facing the approaching grizzly bear, the spirit power of the whole body can be blocked and not affected by the pressure.

Seeing that the grizzly bear dared to stand up against him, he was obviously very angry. In this area, who dares to do so? The light from his eyes even let Yi Heng know that he is very angry.

Right paw raised a wave, a fine light straight straight Yi Heng, that speed unexpectedly blinked to the front door.