Fantasy: When I encounter strength, I become stronger. My cultivation level has no upper limit.

Soon, the sumptuous meal was finished. Except for Bai Xiaoxi who was very satisfied, the other three were all unhappy.

"Guys, please come this way!" The waiter extended his hand enthusiastically and took them to their respective rooms.

And Ye Junlin and the others happened to pass by Fan Dezheng again.

"Ok?"

Fan De was looking at the hooded figures retreating in the distance, his heart skipping a beat inexplicably.

"Uncle Fan, what are you looking at?" An Miaoyi walked out of the room with her little hands behind her back.

"I can feel that the strength of those people is unfathomable, especially the leader, which actually makes me feel powerless from the bottom of my heart." Fan Dezheng said solemnly with a solemn look on his face.

"how is this possible?!"

An Miaoyi's beautiful eyes widened, her pretty face full of disbelief.

You must know that the great elder of the Taoist sect in front of you has reached the Mahayana perfection, and he has mastered several ancient secret techniques of the sect, and his strength is terrifying.

As a result, even such a being was afraid of those people just now, especially the leader, and felt ashamed.

Let me ask, how powerful should that person be?

Could it be a virtual immortal...

An idea flashed through her mind, An Miaoyi swallowed her saliva, and then rejected this ridiculous idea.

Please!

That's the realm of transcending tribulation!

Among any force in the Eastern Region, they are aloof.

Even in Taoist Sect, one of the top ten immortal sects, there are only a handful of strong people in the Tribulation Realm, and they don't show their bodies easily. They are either practicing in seclusion or choosing to sleep.

Except for the white-haired old devil who took the lead in robbing their fleet before, An Miaoyi thought it would not be such a coincidence to meet another one!

"Uncle Fan, why do you need to boost other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige?" An Miaoyi said softly.

Fan Dezheng smiled bitterly and said: "Miss, we'd better be careful when we go out. After all, it's the time when the Medicine King Valley is about to open. I don't know how many powerful practitioners are pouring into this inn. Even if there are seniors who are stronger than me, it's normal. "

"Oh." An Miaoyi could only nod, but she still felt that Uncle Fan was overly worried.

late at night.

The bright full moon hangs high in the sky, emitting cold moonlight.

Ye Junlin stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the beautiful scenery of the bamboo forest outside the window, his handsome face showing some emotion.

It has been almost a year since I traveled to this world.

Fortunately, thanks to Tongzi’s attentive service, my life was pretty good!

[Ding, it has been detected that the host is very lonely. This system can provide free voice services. Would you like to enable the experience? 】

At this moment, the sweet lolita sound sounded in my mind, yes, it was the system!

Ye Junlin was speechless.

Tongzi, you are quite good at choosing the right time!

Should I praise you? Or should I praise you very much?

"No!" Ye Junlin decisively refused.

What kind of outrageous operation is it to have a voice chat with the system?

If this spreads out, where will my Chinese traveler's face be?

[Ding, the host actually refused, this system is so sad, hey, hey, hey...]

Ye Junlin: "..."

dong dong dong.

A soft knock sounded on the door.

"Master, it's me, Shushu!" A young and clear voice sounded.

"come in."

The door was pushed open.

Bai Xiaoxi came over with the plate, picked up the cup and put it on the table, "Master, this is your cappuccino."

The design of this cup of coffee is a childlike smiling face, with steaming steam and rich aroma overflowing.

Of course, the raw materials used are not the same as those in the previous life. If ordinary people drank it, their bodies would be unable to bear it and they might bleed to death.

Ye Junlin picked up the cup and took a sip. The fragrance filled his lips and teeth, which was the ultimate enjoyment for his taste buds.

"Well, it tastes good, but you can add less sugar next time." Ye Junlin commented.

"Okay!" Bai Xiaoxi nodded heavily, keeping it in mind.

"Go back and make yourself a drink as a reward."

"Thank you, Master!"

Bai Xiaoxi felt that her labor had been rewarded, so she turned around and ran out happily.

"Hey, disciples are really lucky to have such a generous master like me." Ye Junlin took another sip of coffee and said with emotion.

At first, I thought about training this white-haired rat into a super fighter. After all, with the Daluo Immortal Body and the support of top-notch skills, he should be able to dominate the world. But now it seems that this path has been completely completed. It went astray and became an existence that can go up to the hall and go down to the kitchen.

Even so, this white-haired rat enjoys it, immersed in the sense of accomplishment of making delicious food, and maintains a pure and innocent character.

Anyway, if you want to fight and kill, just leave it to the other two apprentices.

the other side.

In a shadowed corner of the Longmen Inn, more than a dozen strange figures with snake heads and human bodies walked out. Their eyes were dark purple, their forked tongues hissed out of their mouths, and their aura was particularly evil.

Everyone looked at the inn with their eyes filled with cruel and ferocious killing intent.

"Distinguished Lord Priest, are you sure you need to take action now?" One of his subordinates asked respectfully.

Yekiagu wears a silver crown and gorgeous robes that symbolize status. He holds a staff inlaid with emeralds, emitting a mysterious green light in the night.

It hissed and stuck out its tongue, its eyes were cruel and ferocious, and its cold and gloomy voice sounded like it was coming from hell, "In order to weaken the resistance of the human race, tonight's massacre plan will start from this inn."

"All for the holy war of the underworld!" The men behind him said solemnly.

Yes, this group of creatures came from the Evil Snake Clan among the hundreds of tribes in the Abyss. This time, they were led by the senior priests of the tribe and specially sneaked into Tianling City to carry out an assassination mission.

They understood that because Yaowang Valley was about to open, this city would be filled with monks from all over the Eastern Region, including many powerful human beings with advanced cultivation. In this case, they might as well take advantage of this moment to clear out some of the backbone for the Mingyuan army's counterattack. Lay a solid foundation in the Eastern Region.

Of course, the reason why they dare to do this is naturally based on something!

But now, Longmen Inn is being targeted by Yelugu and the others because it has the largest number of guests.

"Act immediately and start setting up the Dream Formation." Yelu Gu said coldly.

The Fantasy Formation is an extremely ancient formation. The outside world has almost lost records of it, but it is still well preserved in the Evil Snake Clan.

This formation can make people sleep silently and enter a dreamland composed of desires, until the spirit is wiped out and reduced to an empty shell of a walking corpse.

There must be no interruptions during this period, otherwise there is a risk of failure.

Swish, swish, a dozen evil snake creatures set off separately, occupying various positions in the Longmen Inn. They cut their palms with knives, purple blood flowed out, and then they drew lines on the ground.

The ancient and obscure lines gradually took shape, exuding an extremely weird aura, and the whole body shone with a strange purple glow.

Invisibly, a mysterious and strange force enveloped the Longmen Inn silently.

More than a dozen creatures of the Evil Snake Clan were maintaining the formation, not daring to show any signs of fatigue. They were concentrating on it, fearing that anything might go wrong.

Because once there is a mistake, it will cause loopholes, causing individual sleeping monks to wake up and disrupt the entire plan.

The mana in Yelugu's body surged and boiled, crazily pouring into the staff in his hand, and the emerald emitted a breathtaking brilliance.

Yelugu believed that with his cultivation in the Mahayana realm and the other dozen or so backbone members of the clan in the Fusion realm, if he used the Dream Formation with all his strength, it would be enough to destroy all living beings below the Tribulation Realm!

Many monks staying in the hotel began to fall asleep unknowingly. Some were lying on the table with saliva drooling from the corners of their mouths. Some remained in a meditating posture, but their spirits had fallen into sleep.

At this time, they were all having sweet dreams, realizing their long-awaited wishes in their dreams.

On the broken battlefield, the monks from all over the Kunlun Realm were desperate. They watched the alien army bloodbath in all directions. The scene was extremely miserable, like the end of the world.

"Heaven is going to destroy me, Kunlun!" A white-haired old man shouted sadly.

The alien army was raging like locusts, massacring cities and annihilating tribes wherever it went, leaving mountains of corpses and seas of blood everywhere.

At this moment, a shocking sword light came like a divine punishment, and struck the alien army with a devastating impact. Countless aliens screamed miserably, and their souls were extinguished.

"Which strong man took action?!" The alien general showed fear on his face.

"it's me!!!"

A loud and majestic voice echoed in the sky.

Above the sky, stood a stalwart figure with wavy hair. When his eyes opened and closed, a cold light shot out from the sky. He was holding a 40-meter-long sword in an extremely domineering posture.

"It's him! It's him! The Sword God Li Wujie!!" Countless men and women cried with joy as the savior of the Kunlun world appeared.

"The God of Swords? You are the God of Swords! Known as the strongest swordsman in the Kunlun world, No. 1 in the art of swordsmanship throughout the ages?!"

The foreign general looked horrified, almost shouting out of fear.

"Humph!"

Li Wujie's eyes were like lightning, and his tone was unquestionable: "Anyone who offends our Kunlun will be punished!"

After saying that, he swung the 40-meter-long sword and slashed it hard. The entire world was cut off, the universe and the stars were dim, and even the avenues were obliterated.

"Ahhhh..." The group of alien creatures wailed, and were annihilated by this earth-shattering sword light, turning into nothingness.

"Sword God Li Wujie! You are our great hero!" Boiling cheers rang out from everywhere in the Kunlun world. Everyone knelt down to worship and shed tears of gratitude.

"Kunlun Realm, I will protect it!" Li Wujie looked serious, raised the 40-meter-long sword high, and made the strongest voice in the world.

In another illusion.

On the high throne, a slender figure sat on it. Wherever those leering eyes reached, all the powerful men in the world surrendered and knelt down obediently like slaves, not daring to say a word.

Hong Qianye raised her chin slightly, and an evil smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Now that all his former enemies have been killed, no one in this world can be his opponent!

"I hereby declare that the era of the rule of the Fire Worship Demon Cult has arrived!"

The cold voice echoed throughout the Kunlun world, as if the gods were transmitting messages, lasting for a long time.

"The leader's power is boundless!" Hundreds of millions of believers shouted with fanaticism, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.

"Haha, hahahahaha, hahahahahahaha...!!" Hong Qianye sat on the supreme throne, raised her head and let out a loud laugh of satisfied ambition.