Mysterious journey

"Pipe?" A strange look flashed deep in the second elder's eyes. "I've been feeling unwell in my lungs recently and I don't want to smoke, so I put it away. Why do you have any objections? You want to control whether I smoke or not?!"

"Of course this is not what my disciple meant." Garen's narrowed eyes became sharper.

"If you don't mean that, get out of here!" The second elder suddenly became angry.

"Pulmonary discomfort?" Jia Long smiled coldly, "Recently, my disciple's skill has greatly improved. Why don't you ask me to help you check your lungs to see if there is any discomfort in your lungs?"

Before he finished speaking, Garen grabbed the second elder with one hand and clawed it straight. With a tearing sound, a void vacuum was directly drawn out of the air. It was a terrifying air channel caused by the excessive speed, and the surrounding air had not had time to fill it. , Garen's claws had already reached the second elder's chest.

The dazzling white light covered Garen's palm, dyeing the entire claw into a white jade color, which looked vaguely like a human hand from a distance.

Seeing that his claws were about to grab the second elder's chest.

"Bold!!"

A layer of black halo suddenly exploded on the side of Garen, turning into a black whirlpool, from which several fist-sized black insects flew out and bit into Garen's head.

The second elder himself also looked horrified, and a halo of immortality erupted fiercely all over his body, but it only slowed down Garen's arm extension speed.

"Twice the punch pressure."

Garen's right hand suddenly doubled in strength and fell towards the second elder's chest with even more intense pressure.

The fierce peripheral punch pressure instantly caused the black insects that rushed towards him to burst into the air and turned into several balls of fishy slurry.

An unstoppable terrifying pressure suppressed the second elder. At this time, he was unable to resist at all. He could only open his eyes and stare at the palm that was getting closer and closer.

"You dare to kill your master!!!?"

He yelled wildly.

coax! ! ! !

Garen's palm disappeared. The terrifying characteristics of Wan Zhen Gong allowed him to transfer the hand of terrifying power to another place in an instant, to the chest of a man in black robe who had just appeared.

The head of the man in black robe spurted out thick plasma under the hood, and with a howl, he flew upside down and hit the wall. Countless cracks spread loudly, and the layers of light on his body were like an onion being peeled off, layer by layer. All nature is extinguished and broken.

"I'm not willing to give in.!!" His figure suddenly turned into a black light and shot out.

"You sneaky thing, how dare you escape!" Garen snorted coldly and took a step forward.

"Twice the punch pressure."

coax! ! !

The terrifying pressure crazily suppressed the black light, and the entire black light fell to the ground like a lump of lead, sputtering out large black fragments.

The air condensed slightly, like a viscous liquid that even the wind could not flow. Black light fell to the ground. The expression on the second elder's face and the fragments of the wall all moved extremely slowly, as if in slow motion.

Every action costs them a huge amount of energy. This is the terrifying power of Garen's destructive impact fist. The punch pressure is eighty-eight times, and the increase depends entirely on the physical strength of the user. As long as the user's physique can support it, it can continue to increase.

Garen's strength at this time was 40 points. The destructive impact punch doubled, reaching 80 points of strength. Even masters at the same level who were not at the top of the level were unable to resist such a terrifying level of pressure. Suppressed like a baby. Their eternal light is no different from egg shells under Gallon's fist.

What is the concept of eighty points of strength? Back then, Garen was invincible in the totem world with less than twenty points of strength. No matter what kind of behemoth, terrifying monsters dozens of meters tall were unable to resist under his fists. And a giant beast that is tens of meters tall is enough to destroy several high-rise buildings with one blow.

But now the power of 80 points is more than four times that of the original. If the power is spread out, one blow is enough to destroy more than ten high-rise buildings, and some smaller cities can be destroyed instantly.

And this is just the terrifying power of twice Garen's punch pressure. All this power is concentrated in this space of less than 100 square meters.

"Halo!!"

The black light on the ground suddenly struggled for the last time, erupting into terrifying golden light and heat. Obviously this is his original secret skill.

"Three times." Garen took a step forward, and the terrifying power pressure became more intense. Under the tyrannical power of 120 points of power, the black light that just burst out was like a light going out, and was instantly extinguished.

With a crash, the black light shattered and dissipated, and everything became calm again.

At this point, the unknown master who had not been demoted died in the tower without any resistance. The only trace left was the large cracks left by the high-strength alloy on the wall. This was because Garen controlled the power. Not much of an overflow wasted effect.

"You, you, you!" The second elder's eyes widened, and he looked at Garen, who was gradually walking towards him, with cold sweat on his forehead and body. His teeth couldn't help but chatter, but he couldn't control his instinct at all.

"Teacher, do you have any opinions on my handling of this suspicious person?" Garen asked calmly.

The second elder's lips were trembling, and his face was pale with fear. But he is trying hard to maintain his image. "No problem, you did a good job! Well done!" He nodded repeatedly. At this time, there was no trace of the majesty of the teacher at all.

With the increase in strength, the legion-level Garen now has an invisible and attractive temperament, and the peacock skill in the cold region that has reached great success is quickly showing its ultimate power.

Garen could see that his physical fitness had reached the upper limit of his soul, but some of his body's qualities were still being greatly strengthened, the most critical of which was resilience.

The most remarkable feature of the cold peacock is its immortality and its immortality-like resilience.

Garen has felt it.

When he used three times of punching pressure, his body would be unable to bear it and suffer internal lacerations. But now, it's easy. Only a few days have passed, and the speed of this repair power is still increasing rapidly.

Even he himself didn't know to what extent the cold peacock's resilience could reach. In the final analysis, he himself did not know how powerful the Legion level, the highest level of the Secret Martial Arts of Life, was, and Garen also did not know what heights it could reach when combined with the consciousness training of this world.

The only thing he knows is that he is getting stronger and stronger.

Looking at the second elder who was cowering in front of him, Garen was already sure that this person was indeed the second elder of the Chixue Sect, but his body was the same, his strength was, but his essence was no longer the same.

Perhaps just like the method Carthage used against him, the person in front of him was just a body-snatcher he found from other places. Recalling the second elder's personality, how could he be so frightened by such a trivial matter.

A trace of sadness flashed in Garen's heart, but more importantly, there was a trace of murderous intention towards Carthage.

The second elder, Renee, was a favored person to him, but now they were all being treated like this, and there was nothing he could do.

"The impact punch of destruction has reached five times. This is also the limit that my current physical fitness can bear. If I go up, I must speed up. When the competition starts, there may be no time left for me to improve myself so leisurely. .”

Garen understood in his heart. He took one last look at the second elder, closed his eyes, turned around and left slowly.

"It's time to focus on improving the ninth-level body tempering technique. Nine different kinds of precious mineral essences are needed to temper oneself. The cost is huge, so it is best to use the power of the Red Snow Sect to centralize the supply. Facing Carthage, the stronger the strength, the better Okay." Garen had a plan in mind.

"Teacher, I am going to hold a meeting of the Tribunal. Please move to the Tribunal and don't be late." He said calmly without looking back.

"No, no, no." At this time, the second elder was frightened and could only respond.

Without any accident, the second elder has been taken away.

Garen didn't have to go see the First Elder and the Third Elder, so it must be the same situation. The entire Chixue Sect may have completely changed hands. Carthage's purpose had been achieved. If it hadn't been for his accident, this school of energy weapon masters might have existed in name only and become a base for plotting against other energy weapon masters.

Garen didn't have the slightest worry about killing the hidden man in black robes. This was originally his "Jie Liusi" character, bloodthirsty, evil, and his biggest hobby was destruction.

Even if Carthage knew about it, he wouldn't have any objections if he didn't fall down. Jieliu Si is theoretically on the same level as him, so naturally he will no longer be commanded and controlled by him.

Leaving the tower of the second elder, Garen went to the location of the first elder and the third elder, and broke in forcefully. There was no accident. It was empty, leaving only a few blood stains. Maybe he was killed, or maybe Carthage I hate that they can't even meet the minimum qualifications to seize the body, so maybe they can just solve it.

As for the guardians, at this point, if the Chixue guardians don't come out, it's obviously a disaster.

"Carthage"

Garen was suspended in the sky, and he could feel the anger and roar of the last vestiges of will of dozens of ancestors in the armor between his eyebrows. That was the anger and hatred generated by the imminent destruction of the Chixue Sect.

Some of them have lived in the Chixue Sect for too long, some have been trained and cared for by Chixue and regard this place as their home, and some have invested too much of themselves in the Chixue Sect. Effort.

"Don't worry, I will repay this love to Carthage properly," Garen murmured softly.

He could feel that he was getting stronger crazily every moment, and once the legion-level cold peacock skill broke out at Dacheng, the surge it brought had not completely disappeared. The Zhiyin Cane branches from the Remora Merchant Alliance have almost arrived, and there is a new source of potential points.

Next, if he wants to rush into the next level of Chixue Gong, it will not be a problem to reach the 16th level, eighth level, or even enter the ninth level, because the ancestor's ice armor gives him a complete improvement experience, until Chixue The top level of gong is not a problem. All it takes is time. But after the ninth level, he will once again fall into the dilemma faced by his ancestors, unable to break through to the tenth eternal mover.

This is a curse, a curse that no one in the entire Chixue Sect can escape.

If you can't break through the tenth level, you won't be able to fight against the eternal movers, let alone the strong one among the eternal movers, Shi Nandi. Perhaps the ultimate root cause still lies in Miwu.