Transmigrate: Go Against The Sky And Change Your Life Just To Live Forever

Holding the dormitory sign, Yang Lingchen found his place.

This is a small room of only ten square meters, except for a bed, basically nothing.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the door of Yang Lingchen's room was kicked open heavily.

Immediately afterwards, a sturdy young man with a fierce face walked in with a mace and extremely arrogant steps.

Behind him, there are more than a dozen younger brothers, and the cultivation of these people is around the third or fourth floor of the Mingxuan Realm.

"Boy, hand over the gift bag for the new disciple! From now on in this area, I will cover you." The burly young man's tone was extremely arrogant, without any intention of taking Yang Lingchen seriously.

"Get out."

A cold light flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, and a cold murderous aura radiated from his body.

He will not take the initiative to cause trouble when he is away from home, but if someone provokes him, he will not show mercy.

"Boy, you are very arrogant. It seems that I won't show you some color. You don't know how many eyes Prince Ma has."

The burly boy held a mace and swung it towards Yang Lingchen.

"Grass mud horse, looking for death."

A cold light flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, and his figure jumped out instantly, kicking the burly young man's chest.

"Boom...!"

"Ah... ah... ah...!"

The burly boy was kicked by Yang Lingchen and flew backwards, his body hit the ground heavily.

"Bang... bang... bang...!"

"Grass mud horse, I can't beat you to death!"

At this time, Yang Lingchen did not stop, but rushed over quickly, grabbed the mace in the opponent's hand, and swung it wildly.

"Ah... ah...! Kill him!" At this moment, the burly boy screamed again and again.

At this time, the younger brothers he brought over finally came to their senses and rushed towards Yang Lingchen one by one.

A fierce light flashed in Yang Lingchen's eyes, he swung his mace, charged directly into the crowd, and then dealt crazily.

"Bang... bang... bang...!"

"Ah... ah... ah...!"

In less than a while, the dozen or so younger brothers were all knocked to the ground by Yang Lingchen.

"Fuck, is this guy still human? A new disciple actually knocked a group of old disciples to the ground."

"I know him, and I took the assessment with him."

At this time, at the door of Yang Lingchen's dormitory, many outer disciples gathered around to watch the excitement, and each of them showed a shocked expression in their eyes.

"Hand over all the spirit stones to me, or I will break your dog's legs." Yang Lingchen's eyes were sharp, and his tone revealed a hint of ferocity.

"Boy, don't overdo it. Do you know who covers our Tiger Club?" Although the burly boy was knocked to the ground, he still did not forget to threaten Yang Lingchen.

"Bang... bang... bang...!"

"How dare you pretend to be aggressive." Yang Lingchen swung the mace and whipped wildly again, directly smashing the burly boy into a pig's head.

"Stop it, I'll give..., can't I give it?"

The burly boy looked terrified. At this moment, he was really scared, and quickly took out a few spirit stones from the storage bag.

"Here you go, a few spirit stones just want to send me away?" Yang Lingchen pulled the storage bag over.

"And all of you, hand over the storage bags to me one by one, or I will break your legs."

Yang Lingchen was spinning a mace, and his tone was extremely arrogant, as if he was about to go berserk at any moment.

Under his dominance, soon, the dozen or so younger brothers handed over their storage bags one by one.

Yang Lingchen put away all the spirit stones inside, and then returned the storage bag to them.

The outer disciples who were watching on the spot looked at this new disciple in a daze.

This new disciple is too crazy, right?

"Stinky boy, you wait for me." The burly boy put down his harsh words, and ran away in a hurry.

In Tianyuan Palace, as long as there are no casualties, the higher-ups will basically not interfere in the struggle among the disciples. The big waves wash away the sand and the survival of the fittest. The outer sect is a small arena, and only the best disciples can survive.

Back in the dormitory, Yang Lingchen counted the spirit stones he had just snatched, and there were more than two hundred.

"This is the legendary spirit stone?"

Although Yang Lingchen got Ling Juechen's memory, it was the first time for him to see the real Lingshi himself.

Feeling the aura contained in the spirit stone, Yang Lingchen looked excited and couldn't wait to refine it.

He sat cross-legged, calmed down, and took out all the spirit stones.

He activated the Haotian Jue, began to continuously refine the spirit stones in his hand, and then used his profound energy to wash away the veins in his body.

In the blink of an eye, several hours passed.

At this time, Yang Lingchen had reached the critical moment of breakthrough, and immediately after he gritted his teeth, a steady stream of spiritual energy was sucked into his body.

As the spirit stones were refined and absorbed by him one by one, Yang Lingchen soon touched the threshold of the second layer of Mingxuan Realm.

"Boom...boom...boom...."

"The second level of the Ming Xuan Realm."

Finally breaking through to the second level of Mingxuan Realm, Yang Lingchen felt a pain in his heart when he saw the exhausted spirit stone in his hand.

Normally, more than two hundred spirit stones are not enough for him to break through a small realm.

The main reason is that in the past half a month, his cultivation base has reached the peak of the first level of the Mingxuan Realm, and with the assistance of more than two hundred spirit stones, he can break through in one fell swoop.

Afterwards, he found a book of martial arts for practicing Strange Fire in his memory. The reason why he practiced Strange Fire was mainly for the convenience of alchemy in the future.

In the early morning of the next day, Yang Lingchen left the residence and walked all the way to the mission hall.

In this world, if you want to rise quickly, you cannot do without the support of huge resources, and if you want to obtain resources, you have to do tasks.

Just when Yang Lingchen walked not far away, a group of people walked towards him, one of them was the burly boy who was violently beaten by Yang Lingchen yesterday.

Without further ado, the group immediately surrounded Yang Lingchen in the middle, led by a young man in a white brocade suit with an extraordinary temperament.

Seeing this, some outer disciples who passed by chose to take a detour, otherwise it would not be worthwhile to be affected by Chi Yu.

"Boy, are you the one who beat this young man?" The young man in brocade clothes looked arrogant and disdainful, and he didn't pay attention to Yang Lingchen at all.

"So what if I hit it?"

Yang Lingchen looked at the young man in white brocade clothes. This person had a steady and introverted aura, sharp eyes, and his strength should be at the seventh level of the Mingxuan Realm.

As for his own strength, Yang Lingchen still knows well.

If he was against someone on the sixth level of the Ming Xuan Realm, he might still be able to contend, but if he was against someone on the seventh level of the Ming Profound Realm, he would undoubtedly lose, not to mention that there were a group of people on the other side.

"Kneel down, hand over the spirit stone, and then slap yourself a hundred times, that's all..."

The white brocade-clothed boy hadn't finished speaking.

"Boom...!"

Yang Lingchen's figure rushed over like lightning, and instantly punched the boy in white brocade clothes on the face.

"Little bastard, you want to die, how dare you..."

"Boom...boom...boom...boom!"

"Grass mud horse, let you fill the cup!"

How could Yang Lingchen control so much at this time, he just whipped out the mace.

Yang Lingchen knew that the young man in white brocade was the strongest, and he had to be knocked down first before he had a chance of winning.

"Little bastard, you are courting death."

At this time, the younger brothers of the boy in white brocade clothes also reacted, and one by one they swung their sticks and smashed towards Yang Lingchen.

Besieged by a group of people from the fifth and sixth floors of the Mingxuan Realm, Yang Lingchen was whipped several times regardless of his opponent.

But he didn't care, as long as he caught one person, he would beat him to death.

Soon, there were several people at the scene who were knocked out by Yang Lingchen. Of course, Yang Lingchen was not much better, and he was hit by sticks in many places.

Under Yang Lingchen's reckless style of play, those who besieged him no longer dared to step forward to attack, after all, no one wanted to be knocked to the ground.

"Grass mud horse, I will destroy you sooner or later." Yang Lingchen cursed angrily, then took the opportunity to rush out of the encirclement, and disappeared into the crowd after a while.

"Little bastard, you are dead. How dare you sneak up on me." At this moment, Bai Jinyi slowly got up, and his handsome cheeks had already been beaten into a pig's head.

"Brother Chen Ming, are you alright?" At this moment, the burly young man came over.

"Crack...crack...crack...."

"Trash, tell me now, are you alright?" Chen Ming slapped the burly boy more than a dozen times.

At this time, he was in a fit of anger.

And the burly boy even ran to ask him if he was okay, it's no wonder he didn't get angry.