Global Reincarnation: I know all the plots

The long sword waved and collided with the little snake.

The bright light exploded suddenly, and the terrifying energy fluctuations scattered towards the surroundings.

The night was torn apart, the thunder was scattered, and nothing seemed to happen.

Xu Long stood on the ground, the long sword in his hand was shining brightly, but his body was covered with cracks.

Click!

Click!

Like porcelain cracking, countless fragments fell, revealing the new flesh and blood inside.

When the thunder entered his body, only less than [-]% of the damage was done to him, and the rest turned into torrents that surged endlessly within his body.

This energy is frantically destroying his meridians and dantian, and at the same time it is constantly nourishing.

Destruction, rebirth, rebirth, destruction, Xu Long's body is changing all the time.

The internal force is transformed into purer and more powerful true qi, and the essence of flesh and blood is condensed into a golden pill.

The three souls and seven souls that sank into the body melted like snow under the scorching sun, and finally became one.

boom!

It seems to open up the world, and it is like rebirth from Nirvana.

Everything happened naturally, without any hindrance.

The bright golden elixir floats up and down in the dantian, and the smelted soul enters it.

This is a seed, the seed of a great way.

When the golden core gave birth to a new life, he could go one step further.

"Swallowing a golden elixir into my stomach, I realized that my fate is not up to me!"

Xu Long murmured, all the violent power was restrained, and the thunder that shrouded the sky had already dissipated.

He successfully survived the thunder tribulation and became a powerful Jindan stage monk.

The lifespan is extended to more than 2000 years, even if the body is destroyed, it can be reborn.

The strength of the golden core period is not only reflected in energy.

It was a kind of crushing of the essence of life, as if the innate stage could ignore A-level attacks.

"Wow, even such a terrifying thunderbolt failed to kill him. It's true that good people don't live long, and evils last for thousands of years."

Seeing that Xu Long was safe and sound, Zhao Min felt a little joy in his heart, but also a lot of unhappiness.

She doesn't care about the life and death of the two elders, Xuan Ming, they are just two dogs anyway, and it doesn't matter if they die.

She just wanted to make Xu Long suffer a little bit, it would be better if he was paralyzed by lightning, and begged her to serve him with tea and water.

"You're smiling all over your face, what are you thinking?"

Shi Zhan teleported to Zhao Min's side, Xu Long asked with a smile.

After entering the Golden Core Stage, the world puts much less pressure on him.

Originally, it would be very difficult to move two hundred kilometers, but now it can be thousands of miles casually.

Zhao Min, who was thinking, suddenly saw a long strand dangling in front of his eyes, and couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

When she reacted, there was a series of screams.

"Ah! Hooligans! Thief! Uhhhhh!"

Xu Long quickly blocked her mouth because it was too noisy.

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Wudang School, Zhenwu Hall.

Juejue Shitai held the Yitian sword tightly, and brought Jingxuan, Jingxu, Ding Minjun and Zhou Zhiruo to the door.

"The master came at the right time!"

Zhang Sanfeng said a word, and then invited Miejue Shitai to sit down.

Seeing Miejue Shitai's angry appearance, and Zhou Zhiruo's grievance on his face, Song Yuanqiao's heart skipped a beat, feeling bad.

His intuition told him that Song Qingshu had lied, and what happened back then was definitely not what he described.

"Master Zhang, this poor nun is here to seek justice for Zhiruo."

Although his heart was full of anger, Juejue Shitai didn't dare to yell at Xuanming and Xuanming.

Zhang Sanfeng is No. 1 in the world, his strength has reached the peak.

To put it bluntly, let alone a Miejue Shitai, it would be useless to have dozens more.

"Master, don't be impatient, I sent you a letter for this purpose."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled, and then said to Song Yuanqiao: "Bring the Qingshu."

After waiting for about 2 minutes, Song Qingshu, who was apprehensive about the application, entered the Zhenwu Hall.

"The thief, die!"

As soon as he saw Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo immediately drew his sword and was about to kill him.

That angry and shameful expression, that cold murderous intent made Song Yuanqiao feel even more uncomfortable.

Basically unable to run away, my son definitely lied.

"Zhiruo!"

Although he really wanted to kill Song Qingshu, this place is still Zhang Sanfeng's territory.

Master Miejue scolded angrily, and knocked Zhou Zhiruo's long sword down with a wave.

"Master, Master Zhang, I beg you to be the master for Zhiruo!"

Zhou Zhiruo knelt on the ground, crying pear blossoms with rain, her face full of grievances.