White Ghost's eyes were full of teasing.
Before the white ghost could take action, Shinichi drew out his long sword and stabbed the white ghost directly in the abdomen.
Extremely fast, he is worthy of being a genius of Fengshen Pavilion, his every move is like thunder.
Anyone else would be in a hurry when faced with an attack from a high-level god.
Even at the top level of the Divine Lord Realm, it still takes a lot of effort to resolve it.
Facing Shinichi's attack, the teasing color in White Phantom's eyes became even stronger.
The white ghost waved his hand gently, and the surrounding space suddenly condensed, and Shinichi's attack was frozen in place.
Let alone taking action, even moving is a problem now.
A look of horror suddenly appeared on Zhenyi's face. He could not imagine that a person's power could reach this level.
"Ling... you are in the spiritual realm!"
Zhenyi panicked, even the top level Divine Lord Realm was still a weak ant in front of the Spiritual God Realm.
"boom!"
White Ghost squeezed his palm, and Shinichi's body exploded out of thin air and turned into a ball of blood mist.
From the beginning to the end, White Ghost did not use any weapons, but just used his hands to kill a high-level divine king.
After killing two people, White Ghost pushed Gu Su and continued walking towards the city, as if he had crushed two ants to death, without any emotion in his heart.
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Liu Wuxie climbed over a large canyon, and the view ahead suddenly widened.
For several days, he kept running.
When encountering some human monks, he would choose to avoid them. He didn't want to get into trouble for the time being.
The fact that he obtained the ancient divine blood has probably spread throughout the Thunder Fire Holy World, and countless people want to put him to death.
"There is a wasteland ahead. There is no hiding place. Try to get through this wasteland within half a month, and you will soon be able to enter the area where the Twin Peaks are."
Looking at the endless wasteland ahead, Liu Wuxie said secretly.
There is no cover in the wasteland. As long as there is no fighting, under normal circumstances, no one will notice his existence.
Put on the hat, take a deep breath, and rush towards the wilderness.
At this moment, a large number of races appeared in the wasteland, as well as some humans.
No one cared about Liu Wuxie, they were all searching aimlessly.
Another five days passed and we entered the middle of the wasteland. There used to be a big city here. Due to the year-round wind and sand, the big city has been buried underground, with only a few taller buildings exposed.
The sky was getting dark, and Liu Wuxie planned to rest in the dilapidated city for one night before continuing on the road tomorrow morning.
Entering the city, there was yellow sand everywhere, and Liu Wuxie found an open area with buildings on three sides.
In addition to him, there were dozens of monks who had already arrived.
More than a dozen monks glanced at Liu Wuxie, but didn't care and continued to sit together and chat.
Liu Wuxie found a secluded place and sat there alone.
"Have you heard that Hong Tian of Fengshen Pavilion seems to have found an ancient elixir and is trying to break through to the Spiritual God Realm with the help of the elixir."
One of the monks rubbed his hands and said to the others with excitement.
Although these people are not from the same sect, they must have interacted with each other before, and they did not avoid anyone when they spoke.
"I've also heard that Hong Tian is worthy of being the number one saint in Fengshen Pavilion. Not only is he extremely talented, he is also very lucky. This time he went to the ancient ruins and looted all the treasures."
Another monk said sadly.
Luck is also a type of talent.
Some people are relatively unlucky. No matter how talented they are, without good luck, their growth will be limited.
"Except for those old antiques who have lived for tens of thousands of years, no one in the Lower Three Realms has been promoted to the Spiritual God Realm for many years."
A monk who was close to 200 years old said with a lonely look.
He has lived for so long and has just entered the realm of top divine generals. He cannot compare with those young geniuses, so he will naturally feel lonely.
"Brother Sang, there are rumors from the outside that the Lower Three Realms are unable to break the shackles of the Spiritual God. According to you, there is still a Spiritual God realm in the Lower Three Realms?"
The young monk who spoke before asked the older monk.
Because the lower three realms are affected by the law, it is almost impossible to break through to the spiritual realm.
"Having said that, there are exceptions to everything. For example, in this Holy Realm of Thunder and Fire, the laws of heaven and earth are infinitely close to the three middle realms. If you break through the Spiritual God Realm here, do you think you will be affected by the laws of heaven and earth?"
The older monk asked the monks around him.
Liu Wuxie, who was sitting not far away, fell silent. What the monk said made sense.
The laws of heaven and earth in the lower three realms are not enough to break through to the Spiritual God Realm, but the Holy Realm of Thunder and Fire can, and so can those ancient treasures.
For example, if you obtain the ancient divine blood and use some ancient worlds, you will definitely be able to break through to the spiritual realm.
"If you break through to the Spiritual God Realm, will you be able to go to the Middle Three Realms?"
A female monk sitting next to the stone wall on the right spoke.
The monks in the lower three realms yearn for the middle three realms just like the mortals long for the immortals.
Becoming a god and immortality are the goals that countless monks pursue throughout their lives.
Whether they are immortals or gods, they will eventually reach the end of their lifespan.
As one's cultivation becomes higher and higher, one's lifespan becomes longer and longer, and an ordinary person in the realm of a god general can live for tens of thousands of years.
But that doesn't mean they are immortal.
Monks often stay in seclusion for hundreds or even thousands of years. For them, a life span of ten thousand years may be just a flash in the pan.
"Not necessarily. The cruelty in the middle three realms is even more intense than that of the lower three realms. The spiritual god is definitely the overlord in the lower three realms, but in the middle three realms, although he is not at the bottom, he is not much better, unless he has talent. Only those monks with extraordinary talents will go to the middle three realms. Those with average talents have reached the end of the spiritual realm, so they might as well stay in the lower three realms and become strong men and enjoy the best resources."
The older monk shook his head.
Most of the monks in the Lower Three Realms have talents that can support them to the Divine Lord Realm at most.
Those extremely evil people, such as Hong Tian and Du Tianhua, by chance, broke through to the spiritual realm and wanted to go further, unless there was a greater opportunity.
Otherwise, you can only stay in the spiritual realm for the rest of your life.
The other monks nodded.
If it were them, they would also choose to stay in the Lower Three Realms, become the overlord of one party, and enjoy the admiration of thousands of people.
When you get to the Middle Three Domains, everything has to start over again. If you are lucky, you will get a great opportunity and can be promoted again. If you are not lucky, you may be killed as prey just after you go up.
"Now it seems that joining big sects like Tianshen Temple and Fengshen Pavilion is the wisest choice. They also have their own sects in the Middle Three Regions. If you advance to the Spiritual God Realm, you will be favored by the sects in the Middle Three Regions. , when you get to the middle three regions, you can have better development, but when ordinary people get to the middle three regions, it’s hard to move forward.”
Everyone is giving their opinion.
This is also the reason why Fengshen Pavilion and Tianshen Temple recruit the largest number of disciples every year.
Almost encompassing most of the geniuses in the lower three domains.
The Zhongtian Domain is opened every five years, and some high-quality seedlings will be selected at that time, and the Tianshen Temple and Fengshen Pavilion have all the advantages.
Although other sects from the Middle Three Domains would also come down to select seedlings, compared to the Tianshen Temple and the Fengshen Pavilion, they were far behind.
Liu Wuxie didn't speak from beginning to end, sitting quietly where he was, and finally attracted the attention of more than a dozen people.
They didn't know a few of them, but they only got to know each other when they got here, and eventually the conversation became lively.
"Brother, you might as well come over and have a chat."
The older monk looked up at Liu Wuxie and asked him to come over and have a chat.
We are all human beings and should stick together. This way we have a greater chance of surviving when encountering other alien races.
"Not interested in!"
Liu Wuxie lowered his voice and shook his head, not showing much interest in their conversation.
What they said is basically known to the monks in the lower three realms.
"Boy, your tone is quite crazy. Brother Sang invited you to come with us, but you didn't even give me the honor."
The younger man stood up with a somewhat unkind tone.
These dozen or so people have average cultivation levels, ranging from low-level divine generals to peak divine generals, and they do not have the realm of divine kings.
Liu Wuxie's cultivation level was only at the third level of a divine general, so naturally he was not taken seriously by them.
Liu Wuxie frowned, he just wanted to rest quietly, why did they have so many things going on.
Facing the monk's question, Liu Wuxie chose to ignore it and remained silent, not even bothering to reply to them.
"Boy, how dare you ignore me!"
Being ignored by Liu Wuxie made the man who stood up even more angry.
Although their cultivation is average, they are the mainstay of the sect. Although they are not the top saints, their status in the sect is definitely not low.
"You guys talk about yours, I'll rest on mine. We don't mess with each other. If I don't go to your side, I just ignore you. This is too overbearing."
Liu Wuxie had an attitude of calming things down and not wanting to cause trouble.
What he has to do now is to keep a low profile, find treasures, improve his cultivation, and seek revenge from the Black Dragon Gate, the Hong Family, and the Fengshen Pavilion, that's all.
I don't want to worry about other things.
The more this happens, the more the other party feels that Liu Wuxie looks down on them.
"This kid is too crazy. We can't teach him a lesson."
Others couldn't stand it anymore. When they came, they were just like Liu Wuxie at first. Later, they were invited to join in.
Liu Wuxie was so special. Not only did she refuse to come over, she also wore a bamboo hat late at night, which made people suspicious.
After saying that, several monks stood up and wanted to teach Liu Wuxie a lesson.
During this period of time, they didn't find any treasures. Everyone was holding back their anger and wanted to find someone to vent their anger on.
It would be fine if Liu Wuxie came over obediently, but Liu Wuxie refused to listen.
Liu Wuxie peered through the bamboo hat, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.
If they dare to take action, I don't mind killing them all.
So what if he is a member of the same clan? If you want to kill him, there is only one outcome, and that is death.
"Forget it, everyone has their own ambitions, there is no need to go to war."
The older monk motioned for everyone to sit down, there was no need to break the friendship.
"Boy, remember, we spared your life only for Brother Sang's sake."
The men who had yelled before said viciously, and then went back to the distance to continue chatting.
These are all insignificant words, and Liu Wuxie is not afraid of them getting out.
Just when Liu Wuxie thought he could finally be quiet for a while, the Book of Heavenly Dao suddenly reminded him.
"murderous look!"
Liu Wuxie stood up with a loud sound, with several murderous auras pressing towards him at the same time.
