The Tale of Breaking Free to Cultivate Immortality

"Brother Pang, you really don't know that Feijie just now?" Thinking that the person in charge of the second level was actually a woman, Mo Yuan winked at Pang Huaixin.

"No impression." Pang Huaixin smiled bitterly. It's not that he hasn't been "hearted" in these years, but it's a pity that either the flower is interested or the water is ruthless, which makes him still blank in terms of feelings.

Besides, he still has a lot of tasks to do, so he has no time to think about those.

"Brother Pang, you are not the legendary scumbag, right?" Mo Yuan's face was full of ridicule. That Feijie was obviously very powerful. Maybe she was a former goddess from a certain tribe.

Pang Huaixin shook his head unhappily, and then took the lead again to walk towards Xiuhewangcheng.

The first two levels of the seven levels of the ancient road seemed easy, but if you want to enter Xiuhewangcheng from this road, the next road is the most important.

The three of them walked quickly for a long time and finally came to a basin.

Finally, they came to the third level!

"I just heard that three young men passed the first and second levels." As the three approached, a strong man came to meet them.

There are actually some special means of communication between the levels.

Especially about some basic information about the challengers, they still have some communication with each other.

It is not a rare thing for them, the gatekeepers, that someone can break through the third level.

The real reason why they attach so much importance to it is that the speed at which these three people passed the first two levels is really amazing.

"We are all people in this realm, so what's the point of talking about young or not." Pang Huaixin snorted lightly. They are all more than a thousand years old. No matter which family they are in, they are definitely old things.

Although they are indeed very young in terms of the speed of entering this realm.

But no one is willing to be called a young man by the same level and generation!

"Who is willing to come up and teach, please!" Pang Huaixin changed the subject, "If no one dares to take action, then we brothers will say goodbye."

No wonder the first and second levels were passed so quickly. Just this breath, as well as the confident and ostentatious aura, is indeed extraordinary.

Pang Huaixin's aura burst out, instantly alarming the powerful monsters in the entire basin.

Since they have reached the third level, no one will question whether they are qualified.

"Everyone, is anyone interested?" The first big monster who came up turned back and asked in the basin.

"Let me try." The big monster thought that after asking, there would be at least some time to consider, but he didn't expect that someone would stand up as soon as he finished speaking.

The guy who came was a guy with a cold and stern appearance of a young man. After this monster transformed, he finally moved closer to the aesthetics of the human race.

"The third level Zhang Jun, please teach me." The young man waved his hand, and a spear instantly appeared in his hand.

Pang Huaixin didn't say much, and followed suit and summoned his Hunyuan stick.

"Brother, you should at least report your name and origin, right?" Zhang Jun frowned.

The other party was full of fighting spirit, but he didn't mean to report his name.

"If you can take my three sticks, you will tell us where we came from." Pang Huaixin responded calmly.

"It's okay if you don't tell me." Zhang Jun's face became even colder, "If you lose to me, I won't be interested in listening at that time."

"Then I don't have such a thick skin." Pang Huaixin said in a low voice, and the whole person rushed out like a cannonball!

With a flash of golden light, Zhang Jun felt the pressure coming like a tidal wave.

The spear blocked the golden stick and it fell directly on it.

"Ah~" Zhang Jun roared, and the whole person stepped repeatedly in the water. After retreating dozens of steps, he could barely stand still.

Upon closer inspection, you will find that Zhang Jun's hands are cracked and almost deformed.

The point is too hard, and it finds that it can't bear it.

Before Zhang Jun can respond with force, the golden stick has been smashed again!

This time Zhang Jun's arms completely fell to the side, followed by the third stick.

Just when the stick was about to fall on Zhang Jun, a figure suddenly rushed out.

"It's defeated. It can't take your three sticks." A spear was also thrust out to block Pang Huaixin's terrifying blow. Zhang Jun, on the other hand, was pale and holding the spear and retreating.

No wonder he was able to pass the first two levels so quickly. This person's strength is really terrifying.

"You're not bad." Facing the second person who suddenly appeared, Pang Huaixin was not annoyed, but praised him sincerely.

After three years of hard training, Pang Huaixin not only increased his cultivation, but also improved his blood purity and reduced his body size. The benefit he gained was a terrifying increase in strength.

Pang Huaixin didn't exert much effort in the first two levels, and just now in the third level, he only exerted 70% of his strength.

With this 70% strength, if someone can block it head-on, he will naturally look up to the other person.

"Brother, you are very strong. I, Zhang Ping, have not defeated you." Zhang Ping whispered, "But there are so many people in the third level, so I have to save face. I just hope you can tell me your name."

"Take my three sticks and I will tell you." Pang Huaixin still said this.

"Then Zhang Ping, you are so ugly." Zhang Ping swung his spear and took the initiative to attack.

"Dang~" A loud noise made many people's eardrums hurt.

Zhang Ping's tricky behavior obviously did not work.

At the moment he attacked, Pang Huaixin also hit him hard.

When the long stick and the war spear collided, both retreated.

Pang Huaixin's situation was relatively good. He only took a step back and stepped on the void, stopping his body.

Zhang Ping retreated nearly ten feet before he stopped.

It still did not wait for the opponent to take the initiative to attack, and turned back to kill again.

The green spear was swept out by it as a big stick, and Pang Huaixin also used this move in response.

"Dang~" A more piercing collision sound came out, and Zhang Ping was not swept away this time.

Because its arms also followed Zhang Jun's footsteps.

The opponent was actually quite powerful, so Pang Huaixin didn't need to hide his strength all the time. He could defeat the opponent earlier and pass the level smoothly.

Zhang Ping naturally couldn't bear the 100% huge force.

"I, lost." Zhang Ping's face was pale. He had already estimated that he was not the opponent of the opponent.

But it couldn't explain it to death. Someone deliberately reserved his strength when seeing his group of people.

This is a recognition of his own strength and a manifestation of extreme self-confidence.

"After hundreds of years of separation, Brother Huaixin's strength has improved beyond expectations." Zhang Ping and Zhang Jun couldn't even play each other's names.

Just at this moment, a voice with infinite surprise suddenly called out Pang Huaixin's name.

Another figure walked out.

When he saw the face of this person clearly, Pang Huaixin's face also changed a little. He finally met his "old friend" from that year.

Pang Huaixin didn't have a deep impression of this person, but he did feel familiar.

Unlike the "Sister Fei" in the second level, Pang Huaixin didn't remember such a person at all.