Su Bian Cultivation World

The secret realm is indeed different from the Seven Islands.As soon as Luo Jiujiang stepped into this place, he couldn't help but let out a long and comfortable breath.

The concentration of aura here is almost three times that of the Seven Islands.There is no need to cross one's legs to make a fuss, just stand here for a moment, and even the pores of the whole body will be properly opened.

In the past, how his elder brother and second brother encouraged him to use the aura of the upper realm to help his cultivation, Luo Jiujiang just ignored it.It is only now that I truly realize the difference in the smaller world of the land of high aura.

It was a kind of comfort that made people feel comfortable.

The ten of them were teleported in, and it is not certain where they will be teleported.However, this secret realm itself is not that big, and it is said that it is only an hour's journey for a Qi Refining cultivator to walk through the entire area.

Han Qianling had been standing by Luo Jiujiang's side throughout the teleportation process, and now the two also appeared in the same place.This is a coincidence, and it also saves the time for the two to look for each other.

There are also some growing spirit grasses and walking spirit beasts in the secret realm.It's just that the scope of the entire secret realm is not wide, so the spirit beast is not big in size, and its temperament is not considered ferocious.

If it was placed three months ago, Luo Jiujiang would have searched for some spiritual grass and beasts on the first day, which would be used as materials for future cultivation.It's just that now his master said something out of his mouth, telling him not to waste time on these details.

Luo Cang's original words were—"The aura in your secret realm is just barely there, and you don't have to bother with these little things if you go in. Since you still call me master, I definitely don't see the reason for the apprentice to waste time on that little spiritual plant." .”

Therefore, once Luo Jiujiang entered the secret realm this time, he didn't intend to waste time on spiritual objects.He was already young, and his good talent and aptitude surpassed all foreign aids.After confirming that Han Qianling didn't want to bother here, he turned to look for a place where the two of them could rest.

As for Du Chuan... Luo Jiujiang never cared about him at all.

From the very beginning, Luo Jiujiang never really regarded Du Chuan as a match for him, whether it was mentality or cultivation.The time to enter the secret realm is so rare and precious, naturally he would not waste time looking for Du Chuan.If they happen to meet each other in these three days, they will fight again to put an end to those bad things.If you can't meet it, naturally forget it.

In the future, there will be more time to live together in the Seven Islands, and we will always find a suitable opportunity to resolve this grievance.

Luo Jiujiang here regards Du Chuan as dispensable, as if he doesn't know that he has become Du Chuan's demon.

Since that group match, Du Chuan has been stuck in his own delusion day by day: he can't beat Luo Sanhuai, that's all, even Luo Sanhuai's youngest brother can't win.He thought he was the number one young master of the Du family, but time and time again he fell on two unknown juniors.

Why?Why are the Luo family's talents so outstanding, and why is Luo Jiujiang so lucky to have such a master?How could he not be so lucky: he wasn't the one who broke through the third layer of foundation building, it wasn't him who was selected to the upper realm, and it wasn't him who had the honor to worship such a powerful teacher as his teacher!

Du Chuan drew himself into a prison, and his eyeballs were bloodshot from thinking about it, and he was almost insane.He has always been ruthless, and what Du Zhang taught him was not a decent method, and because of the secret conversation between the father and son before, he immediately made up his mind to kill.

How to deal with so many geniuses on the road?Just kill them one by one and level them.He is willing to personally send those who are better than himself to hell, or let them die so that they dare not stand out.Du Chuan's hand silently reached into his bosom, and gently touched the cold and smooth porcelain bottle, his eyes were full of cold malice.

During this trip to the secret realm, Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling did not move to find Du Chuan from the beginning to the end. On the contrary, Du Chuan has been treating these two non-stop since the first moment he arrived and settled down. Expanded search.

If it is said that before the competition he only regarded Han Qianling as a faint addition, then under the blue sea, Han Qianling stepped on his face during the group competition, which made him treat Han Qianling likewise. Ling made up his mind to kill.

Neither of these two people can escape!

Before returning to the island, his master had given him two treasures.One is the golden silk armor he was wearing a few days ago, but was torn apart by Luo Jiujiang's fourteenth sharp knife; the other is the Qian Yuan Qi that can sign up to escape, this Yuan Qi can only be used once, and he should cherish it very much.It's a pity that during the group competition, he fell into the fear of Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling trying to intercept him, so he used it without thinking.

These two treasures are all used for defense, and none of them can be used to plot against others.

This time, in order to kill Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling without fail, Du Chuan turned to Li Renxing and made a deal with him gritted his teeth.

Li Renxing did come here with a mission in mind, but this mission has nothing to do with the teacher's school, it is entirely their master's selfishness - the aura in the Seven Islands is abundant, and the herbs are indeed good.Having been in such a small world all year round, their master inevitably became greedy.

He wants to swallow the spiritual grass produced by the Seven Islands...or go one step further, starting from the Tortoiseshell Island where the Du family and the Luo family are located, and nibble away step by step. He wants to take the whole world into his pocket at the cost of a hundred years.

Therefore, the first and only condition that Li Renxing put forward was that Du Chuan, the young patriarch, should offer the loyalty of the clan to their common master.

Of course Du Chuan did not agree, in fact, as long as he had brains, he would not agree.The fact that the Du family is still there is his greatest support as the young patriarch. Although his father is only on the seventh floor of the foundation, he is still considered an upright patriarch.And if he bowed his knees and surrendered his sincerity—even if the object was his master—the status would almost be reversed in time, from the original serious apprentice to a subordinate retainer.

However, today's Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling, these two mere qi refining monks, have become Du Chuan's demons.

With the inner demons together, Du Chuan might not be able to advance an inch for the rest of his life.The family is important, but if he doesn't gain half of his cultivation base in ten or eight years, I'm afraid the family will abandon him like a shoe, and a young genius like Luo Jiujiang will only be happy all the way, and it will be more and more difficult to kill him. If you start now, it may be too late.

With this clear account in mind, Du Chuan and Li Renxing bargained for a price, and finally traded a spiritual weapon as a result of Du Chuan's willingness to act as a pawn for his master and assassinate other families on Tortoisebill Island.

This thing is a set of hidden weapons forged by his master with the heart and blood of Jindan Daoist, and it is used for the protection of Li Renxing, his nephew.Du Chuan tried one with his own hands. It is truly the brainchild of Jindan Daoist. Its speed and power are a thousand times better than Han Qianling's method of throwing fish scales that day.

Come to think of it, under the ability of Daoist Jindan, which qi refining is not like a chicken and a dog?If it weren't for Du Chuan's fear that Luo Jiujiang might have some self-defense items bestowed by the Almighty, how could he bleed like this, and he just wanted to be safe?

And besides that...

With gloomy eyes, Du Chuan tied the thin and brittle white porcelain bottle to a hidden weapon with his own hands.

You can withstand the attack of the third layer of foundation building, but what about Jindan Daoist's?Even if you are really lucky, if you fight back and forth with strong winds, can you guarantee that this porcelain bottle will not be broken in the slightest?

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Luo Jiujiang brought his own lunch in his storage bag.Thinking about it carefully, he didn't actually put many serious things in that bag, and there were all kinds of loose items, and naturally there was no shortage of hot food.

Just as he handed Han Qianling a portion of fried dumplings wrapped in oil paper, a shadow suddenly fell in front of the cave where the two of them lived.

Luo Jiujiang pressed his knife and raised his head almost at the same time as the light was blocked, but he only had time to see Du Chuan's face clearly.

Du Chuan searched wildly all the way, and the suppressed anger did not disappear with the passage of time, but became more and more vigorous, turning into an evil fire that reached his throat.Now that he and Luo Jiujiang met each other face to face, old and new grudges welled up in his heart, without even saying half a syllable, he directly struck out the set of hidden weapons bestowed by his master with his hands!

The situation suddenly took a turn for the worse!

How fast is the speed of the hidden weapon blessed by Daoist Jindan himself!Luo Jiujiang's speed was once praised by Luo Cang, and he was one of the best among Qi refining monks.If so, he had just drawn out the saber, and before he had time to meet the blades, those hidden weapons that looked like iron lotus seeds were approaching in front of him!

The huge gap caused by the level of cultivation is like a natural moat at this time!

At the critical moment, Luo Jiujiang's eyes darkened, but he was not injured by a hidden weapon, but was thrown down by Han Qianling.When he met Du Chuan just now, Luo Jiujiang subconsciously wanted to raise his sword, but Han Qianling smelled a hint of danger.

The muffled sound of Tie Lianzi tearing through flesh and blood resounded, and Luo Jiujiang, who was tightly pressed under Han Qianling's body, instantly had blood red eyes.Before he could lift the opponent away, Han Qianling used his left elbow to pinch Luo Jiujiang's weakness first, suppressing all his resistance; then, using this strength, he turned his right hand and swept across with a sharp palm, intending to shoot down the slowing down The remaining hidden weapons.

In a short period of time, the roles and behaviors of the three became confused.Luo Jiujiang's posture changed from attacking to struggling. Han Qianling not only had to press down on Luo Jiujiang, but also returned his palm to deal with the hidden weapon that hadn't arrived. Du Chuan was enjoying the scene in front of him. The blood and the pleasure of revenge all stimulated his senses , making him laugh out loud.

In the chaos, Du Chuan didn't notice that the iron lotus seeds that could penetrate the monk's body were only slightly embedded in Han Qianling's flesh, and they didn't seem to have caused him any serious harm.

But Han Qianling didn't see clearly that there was a small white porcelain bottle hanging from the end of an arrow-shaped hidden weapon.

In the sound of the palm wind and the hidden weapon breaking through the air, the sound of the fragile white porcelain shattering was inaudible.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the porcelain bottle was swept away by the palm wind of spiritual power, and immediately exploded in all directions.The white powder scattered along the direction of the wind, coating Han Qianling aggressively.

The powder attached to the clothes hadn't taken effect so quickly, but the white powder that landed on Han Qianling's fingertips on the back of his hand felt like fire, and immediately the pain was almost scorching.Han Qianling's eyes sharpened, and just as he was about to peel off the flesh on his hand, his whole body trembled and he roared out.

Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling were close to each other, feeling every tremor of Han Qianling from the beginning to the end.He was so anxious that he couldn't care less about the opponent's elbow pressing against his weakness, but before he risked holding his breath to hold Han Qianling up, the opponent pressed his whole weight against his weakness, while he jumped up with his own strength !

The strength of this blow was completely out of control, and Luo Jiujiang almost died on the spot.He endured the discomfort and stood up, and saw the most unforgettable scene in his life——

Han Qianling fell limply on the ground four or five steps away from him, his pupils constricted like rice grains, and he let out intermittent pain from his throat, as if he was enduring great pain.At this time, his whole body was wide open, but he didn't have the slightest awareness of being in crisis. On the contrary, Du Chuan raised his head and laughed, his expression full of complacency.

Has anyone heard Han Qianling's groans all this time?He seemed to be made of iron and steel, as cold as if he had no heart, and he didn't feel any physical pain.What if the severe and unbearable pain could force him to not even cry out, only intermittent and short voices overflowing from his throat, like a call for help that could not be uttered?

Among the three people present, Du Chuan got carried away for a moment, and didn't see the weirdness emerging from Han Qianling's clothes.Han Qianling's eyes were almost blank, as if he had lost all consciousness.Therefore, only Luo Jiujiang saw clearly the changes in himself as a blood relative, a brother, and a part of his best friend from beginning to end.

He saw that Han Qianling's skin was cracked in pieces, bright red flesh and blood squeezed out of the cracks like life, and bones were even exposed at the thin-skinned joints.Blood soaked every inch of Han Qianling's skin, and his beautiful face was distorted, submerged in crimson red, becoming more terrifying than ever before.

And in the squirming flesh and bones, pieces of bright blue faint things are silently emerging.In the blink of an eye, Han Qianling's whole body was covered.

All the changes are only in the breath, almost just Du Chuan's laugh and Luo Jiujiang's dumbfounded effort, Han Qianling has become a monster that no one can recognize.At the same time, his bones were still crackling, but his voice became hoarse and weird, as if he had lost all human qualities.

Du Chuan's laughter stopped suddenly, and his expression changed from ecstasy to panic.That is the most normal reaction that a normal person should have when facing the unknown.And Luo Jiujiang rushed forward without hesitation the moment he regained consciousness.

"Thousand Ridges!"

Luo Jiujiang never knew that he could yell such a stern roar.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Han Qianling's appearance changed again.His stature was tall, as if beyond the limits of human beings; his limbs were shortened and thickened, so short that they almost looked like the claws of a falcon.

There was a snap, the sound of the Buddhist bead thread on Han Qianling's wrist being stretched and snapped.The round and woody-scented beads bounced and rolled to the ground unconsciously.

The moment before Luo Jiujiang was about to reach Han Qianling, Han Qianling's joints crackled for the last time.

Han Qianling turned his head sideways, and his lips, which had already begun to mutate, moved, and the shape of his lips vaguely resembled a "nine".

He also stretched out his hand to try to touch Luo Jiujiang's fingertips.If in the past, they would be able to hold hands and interlock their fingers. They have done this action countless times, and they are so familiar with each other that they don't need to look at each other.However, today is an exception among exceptions... Han Qianling's slender, white fingers have turned into sharp claws.

When the claw tip was about to cut through Luo Jiujiang's palm, when Han Qianling still retained the last trace of consciousness, he curled up his knuckles and hid the terrifying sharp claw into his bony claw.

"Jiujiang, I..." Han Qianling's voice sounded like a beast's roar, like a bird's song, and the only part that sounded like a human voice was indistinct, and it sounded like thunder.

In the last bit of clarity, countless words came to his throat, he wanted to say Jiujiang don't be afraid, I don't hurt.He wanted to say that there might be a sudden change after I transform into a dragon, so you should take care of yourself.He wanted to say that he foresaw the next separation, but no matter where the two separated, I would always find you.

He wanted to say, Jiujiang, I like you.

The dragon transformation has reached the most critical moment, and the growth forcefully forced by the Yingyi powder, which can make Jindan monsters explode and die, is so painful that it can almost obliterate all the will of the living beings.Han Qianling couldn't say the most important words.

He raised his head, and white clouds and mist floated around him, but this cloud and mist was quickly soaked with blood and turned red.His eyelids were half closed, covering his dull eyes, but his mouth was open, revealing sharp white teeth, with an ominous cold light shining on them.

There was a small gap between Luo Jiujiang's fingertips and Han Qianling's mutated and distorted body.He watched Han Qianling soar into the sky, and when he opened his eyes again, his eyes were already full of beastly tyranny and bloodthirsty. He watched the scales on Han Qianling's body flicker with cold light, and the roots of each piece were covered by blood stains, but It still doesn't hide the pure blue color.

He watched helplessly as his most important friend in this life turned into a bloody dragon in an instant.

The eyes of this long dragon are full of chaotic malice, and there is no half of the clarity that belongs to Han Qianling.Once suppressed by Han Qianling, the mentality that he wanted to maintain at the expense of his cultivation has been completely overwhelmed by evil thoughts.Changlong looked at Luo Jiujiang who was close at hand, as if he was looking at an ant. The next moment, the sharp claws of the blue dragon fell on Luo Jiujiang's chest without thinking.

If this grasp is firm, the heart-breaking will only take a moment.Even within half a beat of the heartbeat, the sharp claws had already torn Luo Jiujiang's front, and the tip of the claws touched Luo Jiujiang's chest!

A trace of bright red slowly overflowed from Luo Jiujiang's chest.