I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

The more you go inside, the more terrifying the concentration of aura in the air.

In less than a moment, Gong Ziliang's clothes were already wet with the aura of the liquid in the spiritual mist.

Be in it.

The pores of Gong Ziliang's body were opening uncontrollably, greedily sucking up the rain of spiritual energy.

It's just that those auras flowed out of the pores in the son's good meridian, and after running Zhou Tian.

In response to this situation, Young Master Liang had no choice but to ignore it and continue walking towards the depths of the stone room.

moment.

two quarters.

Three quarters.

After walking for almost an hour, Young Master Liang still did not reach the end of the stone room.

Around him, the spiritual energy has turned into a spiritual tide, washing the whole body.

Although he can't improve his realm, it is constantly nourishing his fleshly body.

After a short pause, Young Master Liang was about to continue on his way.

"cough!"

A cough suddenly sounded in his ear.

In an instant, Young Master Liang summoned the Demonic Slashing Spear, and couldn't allow it to stab in the direction of the sound.

"Uuuuuu..."

The tip of the gun contained the power to pierce everything, causing a scream in the air.

However, before the Demonic Slashing Spear was exhausted, Young Master Liang knew that the spear was empty.

Sure enough, the cold light of the spear tip revealed that the spiritual tide was split apart for unknown distances.

But under the light of the Lingjing Chalcedony under his feet, Young Master Liang didn't even see half of the ghost.

It made him even begin to wonder if the cough just now was his auditory hallucinations.

"what?"

Just as Young Master Liang fell into self-doubt, the voice that sounded out of thin air in his ears again made his cold hairs burst out in an instant.

A gust of cold air rushed to the heavenly spirit from the soles of the feet, trying to break free of the scalp.

If it was the cough just now, it was his auditory hallucinations.

But the voice behind, with a tone of obvious doubt, Gong Ziliang will never hear it wrong!

"Haunted?!"

A thought, born in his mind just now, was quickly crushed by him.

This stone room is a secret realm opened up by the peak power of Nirvana.

Those ghostly things that don't even have a body can't bear the power inside.

Immediately.

Young Master Liang's eyes were uncertain and he thought of another possibility. He immediately held the gun and clasped his fists and shouted, "Senior, are you the master of this place?"

The power of Nirvana is the limit that this world can hold.

Under Heaven, the horizontal push is invincible.

Shatter the void as much as possible and fly to the upper realm.

Retire to live a second life.

This kind of existence, even if it can't really compete with the heavens and the earth, but it is not difficult to live the length of an ancient history.

Of course, after the cultivation base reaches this level, every move will provoke the way of heaven and cause unknowable consequences.

Coupled with the daily practice of Nirvana, it is too terrifying.

Therefore, once practitioners enter this realm, most of them will choose to go to sleep in the opened secret realm.

For thousands of years, it is normal.

According to Xing Feng, the owner of this stone room has reached the peak of Nirvana.

If it happened to be in a deep sleep before and was not discovered by Xing Feng, it is not impossible.

Thinking of this, Gong Ziliang became more and more restless.

Especially long after his shouts spread, there was still no response.

The dead silence around him made him gradually lose his temper.

"Junior and friends accidentally strayed into this secret realm and disturbed the senior's sleep, so leave!"

Thirty-six strategies, walking is the best strategy.

After Gong Ziliang finished speaking, to run the spiritual energy, he had to apply oil to the soles of his feet.

However, he has one foot and has not yet stepped out.

The spiritual tide in all directions suddenly seemed to be stirred, turning into a long river of spiritual energy blocking his way.

"Hey, I woke up the old man, do you want to leave?"

Immediately, an old voice sounded directly in the ear.

"Damn it! There are really old antiques!"

Gong Ziliang was a little dumbfounded.

Nirvana Realm is powerful, that is not some rotten cabbage.

Counting the ancient histories of the five dynasties, I'm afraid I can't find many honors.

But in a small Monet dynasty, he actually encountered one.

What's more troublesome, he even went to the secret realm where others were sleeping and woke them up.

For a time, the son's conscience didn't know whether to say that he was lucky or not?

"Old man, I'm not an old antique. At least I'm younger than the owner of the Demon Slasher in your hand."

Hearing the voice ringing in his ear, Young Master Liang first felt tight in his heart.

Knowing that the other party should have a means of understanding his mind, he can see through his inner thoughts.

The next moment, when I heard what the other party mentioned about the Demonic Slashing Spear, I was a little stunned when I thought that the ancestors of the Demonic Dao had been active for thousands of years.

This is an old man who has lived for thousands of years... Senior!

Gong Ziliang reined in his horse in time, then rolled his eyes and said, "Senior, don't misunderstand, this Demon Slashing Spear, this junior also got it from someone else."

"That Demon Dao ancestor has nothing to do with the younger generation."

The life of the ancestor of the magic way, when the son Liang was fighting against the way of heaven, he had already understood from the memory picture given by the spirit.

But he understands that it doesn't mean that others know it, otherwise the name "Ancestor of Demon Dao" will not be passed down.

Therefore, to be on the safe side, Young Master Liang still chooses to clear the relationship first.

"Crash..."

While Gong Ziliang was speaking, the river of spiritual energy in front of him suddenly churned.

In the blink of an eye, the surging river water transformed by the spiritual tide condensed into a figure with five short figures, but only three feet.

The figure was dressed as a Taoist, with a bun on the back of the head, and the face of Hefa Tongyan most attracted the attention of the son, the high bulging forehead.

If it weren't for the fact that his stature was too short, it would have been somewhat immortal.

"Okay, boy, you can hide from others, can you still hide from the eyes of my ancestor Liu Yun?"

"This magic slashing spear has already recognized you as the master, and you still say it has nothing to do with the ancestor of the magic dao?"

The Taoist who claimed to be "Liuyun Patriarch", his eyes flickered with narrow light, easily piercing the lie of Gong Ziliang.

After a quick search in his mind, Gong Ziliang didn't remember that he had heard of "Liuyun Ancestor".

But this is not surprising, after all, the distance between Qingzhou where he was before and Wuzhou is more than hundreds of millions of miles away.

Moreover, this Ancestor Liuyun is a figure from thousands of years ago, he has never heard of it, it is normal.

"Senior's eyes are like torches, nothing can be hidden from you, the junior admires it very much!"

As for the lie being pierced, Gong Ziliang directly admitted it.

The magnanimous posture made Ancestor Liu Yun look sideways slightly.

Then he looked at the Demon Slashing Spear in Young Master Liang's hand, in those eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Suddenly there was a sadness.

Looking at this scene, Young Master Liang couldn't help but ask: "Is it possible that the predecessors are old acquaintances with the ancestors of the Demon Dao?"

Hearing this, Ancestor Liuyun shook his head, looked away from the Demon Slashing Spear, shook his head and said, "Old man, when I set foot on the cultivation path, the Demon Ancestor had already fallen for almost a hundred years."