Rebel Cultivation Guide [Transmigration Book]

Liuli left Ziyang Mountain and headed straight for the Martial Arts Field.

When I got a few kilometers away, I found that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and I couldn't fly up and down as if I was drunk. At this time, only Jindanqi and Yuanyingqi were around near the martial arts field.

Their faces were dignified and tense. Someone recognized Liuli and stretched out his hand to shout: "Junior Sister, wait a minute!"

Liuli: "Slow down!"

Under the coercion of the Transformation Stage, Liuli sped up and flew crookedly with all her strength, and could hardly stop the car. As soon as she finished speaking, Liuli rushed into the martial arts arena.

Paji—she fell straight from the air to the ground, and was thrown into the ground, unable to get up.

The pressure difference inside and outside the martial arts arena is like the difference between a high-pressure water gun and a shower.

very scary!

Liuli couldn't restrain her teeth from colliding with each other, clucking and horrifying, no wonder Jindan Qi didn't dare to come in.

Liuli struggled to put her two backs under her chin, and was finally able to raise her face and look forward.

The worst thing Liuli imagined happened—Feng Xiwu and a strange man he didn't know confronted each other, standing on both sides of the center of the martial arts arena.

The terrifying coercion of the god transformation stage came from the man.

Feng Xiwu turned her back to Liuli, Liuli couldn't see her face, couldn't see her expression, but she could see her hand, Feng Xiwu's hand, almost lost all blood.

And the two people pulled a certain distance back, the two parties lived on each side, Liuli happened to be a member of Tianwuzong, and on the opposite side were a few strange monks, also wearing uniforms, Liuli squinted his eyes and took a closer look , It took me a long time to remember which sect it was from.

Tian Luo Sect - the only sect within a thousand miles nearby whose overall strength can rival the Tian Wu Sect.

The Tianwu Sect has a Wanshui Patriarch in the Fusion Stage, and two monks in the Transformation Stage, while Tianluomen has a Void Refining Stage and two Spirit Transformation Stages. The top existence in the sect's top ranks is a big difference. , it is doomed that Tianluomen is not as good as Tianwuzong in everything.

As the head's daughter, Liuli also knows that in order to compete for resources and talents, there will inevitably be some friction between the two great sects, but because of the existence of the ancestor Wanshui, most of the time, the Tianluo Sect cannot compete with the Tianwu Sect.

Although the Wanshui Patriarch is currently practicing in seclusion, and the monks of Tianwuzong's transformation into gods are wandering around and retreating one by one, why does Tianluomen dare to come directly to provoke?

Aren't they afraid of the revenge of Patriarch Wanshui after leaving customs?

However, no matter how hard Liuli can't figure it out, the cultivators at the stage of transformation in Tianluomen will still do it.

"You are very brave," he said.

Feng Xiwu: "..."

"It's a pity that it's just a gnat may shake the tree!" The cultivator at the transformation stage suddenly stretched out his right hand, and a black and red flame roared forward like the wind. The gravel hanging on the ground was beaten around.

Liuli lay on the ground, her complexion changed, and she tapped her fingers a few times in a hurry, her true energy was condensed into a thick pot and held on her body—Pili Pala was shattered by those sparks.

The sparks came head-on, Liuli closed her eyes subconsciously, but there was a buzzing sound in her ears, a faint light suddenly lit up, followed by two popping sounds, this time it came from under her.

Meanwhile, the twilight dissipated, but fortunately, the spark had been swept away.

Liuli touched it distressedly, and took out the small jade plaque hanging around her neck.

Three chances have been used, and a deep crack made the little jade tablet completely useless.

Liuli looked forward again, this look made her heartbroken, and she cursed at the same time, "Wuci!"

I saw that Feng Xiwu's clothes were already messy, his long hair was loose, a strand of hair was blowing up with the wind, and the end of his hair seemed to have been burnt.

At this time, Liuli saw Feng Xiwu in such a panic for the first time.

"Hissing edge falling!" Liuli struggled to separate the distance, and raised two middle fingers to the cultivator of Tianluozong's transformation stage.

Looking back along the other side, in fact, there were not many people from Tianluozong this time, just three men and two women, but they still stood there relaxedly, as if they were not affected at all.

Liuli looked at the elders on her side, almost all of them were implicated by the attack just now, even Xuemei Niang, who always seemed to be at ease, had a pair of dignified eyebrows and eyes above the corners of her mouth with a fake smile.

He was standing obliquely behind Feng Xiwu, and just now the flames brushed past Feng Xiwu and rushed towards him.

Xuemei Niang shouldered the tail of this wave of attacks, her palms trembling slightly.

Liuli guessed right away, maybe this time the other party not only came with a cultivator at the transformation stage, maybe both of them came!

Liuli's indistinct cursing finally attracted Xuemei Nong's attention, and he raised his hand to pull Liuli to his side.There is an enchantment around Xuemei Niang, so Liuli doesn't have to worry about being affected by the next wave of attacks and getting a lunch box.

It's just that the pressure is still there, Liuli hangs on Xuemei Niang's arm and turns the fish's eyes dead.

Xuemei said: "Didn't I ask Mo, who is under the Nascent Soul Stage, to come in?"

Liuli: "Knock, knock, knock..."

"Oh, I almost forgot that you were not there before, so you came back?"

Liuli nodded with difficulty.

Xuemei said: "Then you came at the wrong time."

Lucy thinks so too.

The battle between Feng Xiwu and his opponent started again, one move was better than the other, Liu Li could no longer see the situation of the battle clearly, knowing that it was useless to worry, she pinched her fingers tightly, trying to get herself out of anxiety.

Liuli looked at the Tianluomen who were directly opposite.

The person who set up the barrier guardian at the front must be another cultivator at the transformation stage. As for the others, he didn't know any of them, but Liuli felt that the female cultivator looked familiar.

It's not the face or the body shape, but where is it? Liuli feels familiar.

The Tianluomen female cultivator opposite seemed to notice that Liuli was looking at her, and suddenly raised her head and smiled at Liuli.

Liuli's heart tightened suddenly, and she patted her father's arm angrily and annoyed.

Xuemei said: "I know you are worried about your master, but can you stop pinching and shooting?"

Liuli opened her mouth: "Ka da ka da... what a tender... ka da ka da... it's... sugar, sugar..."

"Eating candy? Can't hear clearly, shut up." Xue Mei Niang raised her hand and slapped her on the head.

Liuli clenched her teeth uncontrollably—two tears burst out from the corners of her eyes, it hurt so much!I bit my tongue!

Her father didn't have a tacit understanding, Liuli could only hate her father for not giving him a hard look.

Feng Xiwu's ability to resist the monks of the transformation stage for so long made everyone present feel incredible, including his opponent.

"I've had enough." As soon as the man finished speaking, the sky suddenly became dense with dark clouds, and the sound of thunder was faint. Clouds and thunder formed a large cloud and slowly rotated, getting heavier and heavier.Its momentum is terrifying, as if it is going to destroy the world!

This posture seemed to not only kill Feng Xiwu alone, but also seemed to kill everyone present!

Xuemei Niang's face changed drastically, and she said in a deep voice: "Tian Luomen is so rampant, you really are not afraid of my ancestor going out to uphold justice?!"

Unexpectedly, the cultivator at the transformation stage also had an uneasy expression: "I didn't do it."

Everyone: "???"

Liuli took a deep breath, grasped Xuemei Niang's arm, and said desperately: "Master, she... breaks through..."

The woman who was always at a disadvantage among the two fighting in the martial arts arena, patted the ashes on her torn sleeve unhurriedly, and said flatly, "Well, it's me."

The cultivator at the stage of transforming gods couldn't believe it: "Could it be... this is your lightning calamity?!"

Feng Xiwu: "That's right."

Everyone suddenly didn't know what it was like in their hearts.

Xuemei Niang reacted the fastest, grabbed Liuli and retreated: "Back!"

When Nascent Soul ascended to God, monks would often find a place with few people and wait for the thunder calamity to come, because the power of the thunder calamity was too powerful and they were afraid of harming innocent people.

Not only other people, but also the monks themselves, there are often not one out of ten who can successfully survive this thunder calamity and enter the stage of transforming gods.

Therefore, there is a joking saying in the world of comprehension, which means that after reaching the Nascent Soul stage, you can enjoy life happily, and only idiots will take risks to advance to the transformation stage.

"You're crazy!"

Even in the transformation stage, if he is not careful, he will be severely injured by this thunder calamity. He dare not take it lightly, and waved his hand to make people back.

"Not yet." A very soft voice slid through, and Feng Xiwu took a step forward.

She lowered her hands, and the air around her began to cool down rapidly, heavy snow fell in disorder, and the clouds above her head began to burst into heart-shattering sounds.

At this time, Liuli had been taken by Xuemei Niang to a place far away from the martial arts arena, and all disciples of the Martial Sect were ordered to stay at least ten miles away from the center of Lei Jie.

And those Nascent Soul stage elders could get a little closer, but they didn't dare to get within three miles.

Jieyun suddenly moved, which was why Feng Xiwu was also moving - she was approaching the Tianluomen.

The two cultivators of the Tianluo Sect wished to kill her directly, endured the problem of face and did not swear directly, and quickly retreated with a few of their disciples.

When the first tribulation thunder struck, the sky and the earth were completely white, and it continued for an instant. Even though he was far away from the center of the thunder calamity, Liuli almost thought he was blind and deaf.

After a while, the buzzing in my ears hadn't dissipated before the second tribulation of lightning struck.

At the same time, Liuli, who clearly could no longer hear any sound from the outside world, heard her own heartbeat—somewhere, she felt the other end of her heart, and her life was in danger!

Liuli couldn't help closing her eyes, and tears flowed from the eyes stimulated by the strong light.

She thought that she would be very powerful when she reached the Golden Core stage, but no, she was still very weak, so weak that others could crush her to death if they were more serious, and so weak that a thunderbolt could knock her out of her wits.

Under the power of heaven and earth, Liuli felt the insignificance of human beings.

Human beings are insignificant, no different from ants or gravel.

Liuli opened her eyes again, trying to look forward, trying to find Feng Xiwu's figure in the white and purple thunder light.

With her perseverance, she succeeded once.

A little bit of black is what she cares most about in the whole white world, and immediately after that, that ethereal phantom figure was once again engulfed by thunder.

Anyone who crosses the catastrophe, even if they are fully prepared, has a chance of failure, but Feng Xiwu is on like this, and she even has to face the enemy's counterattack.

She was really in danger this time.

She might die.

Liuli slipped from Xuemei Niang's arms and fell to the ground, kneeling with her hands on the ground in a daze.

The earth honestly transmitted the power of thunder calamity across the land, and the internal organs were numb from the shock.

Xuemei Nian sighed: "The wind is so strong, it's a pity."

He is not optimistic about Feng Xiwu's choice this time. If she can suppress it a little more, and then overcome the thunder disaster, maybe Tianwuzong will produce the youngest cultivator in the entire Zhenwu Continent's history.

It's a pity... She was obviously not an impulsive person before.

Xuemei Niang showed a sad look on his face: "Renren Feng made this choice for Tianwuzong, Tianwuzong will always remember it... hiss!"

Xuemei Niang staggered a step while clutching her thigh, and looked back in astonishment: "You stabbed me? I'm your father!"

Liuli grasped the Qiushui sword, her arms trembled uncontrollably, sweat dripped down in big drops.

She roared: "Shut up! Don't disturb my master!"

Snow Plum Brew: "..."

With the master forgetting her father, I really don't want this terrible daughter!

The author has something to say: Liuli: Thanks to Shen Mujiu for the nutrient solution, Liuli cried