MTL - Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher-Chapter 3319 Flesh

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"Are you sure that you have left?"

In the holy city, a strong man shrouded in chaos is standing with his hands on his back. He is the Lord of the Tang, the master of this generation.

In his rear, several chaotic sages are respectful. "I waited to see the tearing chaos and I should not come back."

"When I waited so many years, I finally waited for him to leave."

After the Lord of the Tang dynasty listened, the whole person who was suddenly excited was shaking.

"Yes, but that person brought people in."

There is a chaotic saint who trembles and says.

"No problem, he once promised the deity. As soon as he left, this heavenly blessed land is the deity. At that time, no matter who is inside, or hand over everything inside, or die."

The Tang dynasty’s lord said indifferently.

Why did he create such a holy city here?

It's not because he knew it had a hole in the sky long ago, and it might contain a big chance.

Later, what he did not expect was that there was a supreme strongman who came to say that the Dongfu was the other party. Then, in the case of not as good as human beings, the Tang lord would only recognize it.

However, the other party promised the Tang lord. One day, if the other party left, the hole world would be given to the Tang lord.

He waited for this day for too long.

Never allow anyone to get involved and take all the chances.

"No matter who you are, you can't take any of my chances."

The Tang lord closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened again, his eyes were already with infinite murderousness. His eyes pierced the chaos and wanted to locate the void in the world of the cave world through the entrance, but found that he actually Unable to lock.

"Not found."

He frowned, remembering that the young man who was taken away by the robbed man was brought back by the members of the family, so he waved people to bring Tang Zhener.

"The Lord."

Tang Yuer is a bit arrogant. In her capacity, she is usually not qualified to see the Lord. However, this time, the Lord has taken the initiative to find her.

"Who are you bringing back the young man?" The Tang lord was covered in chaos, and no one could see what he was thinking.

"I am also unfamiliar with him. I just wanted to bring him back and try to deal with him."

"And, other people, Liu Yun, the son of the Liu family, and others have been conquered by him..."

Tang Yaner did not dare to hide it, and all the process of Xiang Yang’s easy acceptance of Liu Yun and others was said.

"Magic?"

“Is it the beginning of the devil?”

The face of the Tang ancestors has a strange color.

He also heard about the Devil, but the origin of the Devil was earlier than him. It was the strongest chaos before the endless years, and it was said to have fallen.

If the other party is really an early disciple, it would be a bit interesting.

"The only son of the old man of Liujia was actually conquered. If he knew it, he would be angry and thunderous." Then, the face of the Tang lord showed a smile.

At that time, if the other party gets the great benefits in the Dongfu and repairs to the realm of breaking into too strong, you can find the old man of Liujia to help, but now it is absolutely impossible.

"Go on."

The Tang lord waved his hand and let Tang Xiaoer leave, but he kept quietly in this void.

He has long regarded this cave as his treasure. It was originally because the owner of Dongfu was the original owner of Dongfu. He could easily open the Dongfu, and the strength was too strong, so he recognized it.

However, it is very obvious today that Xiang Yang is only a chaotic saint, even if it is the inheritance of Dongfu. It is also absolutely impossible to break through the chaos of the Holy Spirit is his opponent.

What he didn't know was that this time, Xiang Yang had already begun to break through the chaos of saints.

For Xiang Yang, as long as it breaks through sanctification, it is enough to make its own strength change earth-shaking. At that time, even if the chaos is coming, he is not afraid.

Among the robbed doors, Xiang Yang sits cross-legged, and the fire is tempering his flesh. He does not know that he is already in the first few robbed spaces.

Every time, after he has passed through one of the robbed spaces, that space will take the initiative to transfer itself to the next space for refining.

The so-called tens of thousands of hijackings, the space of robbing, every space is a kind of robbery, is the greatest tempering and tempering of itself, only through these tempering, can the body be cultivated to the real catastrophe The realm of immortality.

At the side of Xiangyang, a golden butterfly with only the size of a palm is just as eager to withstand the thunder bombardment. It is the immortal butterfly.

Whatever it didn't think of was that when he slept well, how suddenly he was thundered?

It feels insane and anger, and looks at Xiangyang. At this moment, Xiangyang has already demonstrated the true body of tens of millions of tall people. He is taking the opportunity to cultivate the invincible body and the happy body at the same time. Under the bombardment, his body was compressed a little bit.

"hiss..."

Undead Emperor Butterfly looked at himself as if he had only a slap-sized body, and then looked at Xiang Yang, and his heart trembled. This Thunder could even shrink the Xiangyang bombing. What if he shrank?

Its eyes are red, for fear that he will be smashed into **** by this thunder, and he can only continue to practice the cultivation method, while tempering the flesh, while swallowing the power of the Thunder to practice.

"Don't die, can you swallow the Thunder?"

Xiang Yang felt the state of the undead emperor, and suddenly felt curious, glanced at the little guy and found that it practiced very seriously, and did not bother it.

"This time, I am going to be sanctified in the door."

Xiang Yang once again closed his eyes and practiced the flesh. The ‘too robbery’ in the door of the robbery was the most suitable place for him to practice the invincible body and the happy body.

Xiang Yang does not know that there is a chaotic sage outside the world of Dongtian who is waiting for him. For him, nothing is more important than his practice.

.................

However, after the looting of the looting, it was torn the chaos and came to the chaotic world of Pangu, and found the embodiment of the ancestors of Daozu Hongjun and Xiangyang.

"I gotta go."

The first sentence of Wanzunzun’s opening is to leave.

"what?"

Whether it is Xiang Yang’s master or Dao Zu Hong, his face changes.

Wan Zunzun smiled softly at Xiang Yang's master. "You have a good disciple. After he walks out of the door, his strength can be comparable to the chaos of the chaos, and even kill the chaos." ”

"you..."

Xiang Yang’s master does not seem to have much surprise, just frowning at the looting, “Your cultivation is...”

Although the tens of thousands of robbers at this moment are powerful and unmatched, they have not reached the tyrannical state of the past. Even at this time, the looting is only a chaotic sage.

"What I want is to step into the masterland."

Wan Zunzun smiled softly, and his figure gradually dissipated in front of the two. "The road is long. If I am enlightened in the future, I will see each other again. If I can't be enlightened, I may have no chance to see each other."

Xiang Yang’s master and Hong Yu Dao looked at the void, and for a long time he shook his head helplessly.

Enlightenment, becoming the master, this is the dream of every half-step master, however, it is so difficult to really want to be the supreme master.

Even if it is as strong as Xiangyang's master, a sword can smash everything, even if one person killed more than the upper half of the master?

After all, he was only a half-step master, and he could not become a true master.

"Go, the little guys of the Qilins still need me to practice."

Daozu shook his head and left with his hands. The dark unicorns and holy unicorns that he brought back from the Kirin caves needed to be trained to be truly integrated into the formation.

"The other backhands are also time to let them out."

He groaned as he walked, but his body shape gradually dissipated.

The embodiment of Xiang Yang’s master is also dissipated in the void, but before he dissipates, he looks at the direction of Chaoyang’s chaotic void, but he has a look of hope.

That kid, after entering the Wanmeng door, is it finally to be sanctified?

He knows that sanctification may be the peak for others. It is very difficult to become a chaotic sage. However, for Xiangyang, who has his own blood, it can be said that it is the strongest blood that collects the red snow. Sanctification is only the beginning, it is the time when Xiang Yang really stimulates the blood of the body.

In a year's time, it is nothing in the eyes of ordinary people, let alone a strong person like Xiang Yang.

Of course, in the outside world for a year, Xiang Yang’s hole in the world is a million years.

Even if Xiang Yang has never retired for so long, even if the time is accelerating, it is too long. Fortunately, Xiang Yang feels that his body is constantly strengthening and he feels his great perfect Pangu. After the body was constantly being tempered, it became more powerful. It also saw the growth of the invincible body and the more refined body of the happy body. Under his excitement, he did not feel that time was too long.

A retreat for a million years.

When the time of millions of years really came, within the last catastrophe of Wanzhaomen, Xiangyang sat down on his knees, and his body had recovered to the height of normal people.

He was surrounded by avenues of runes, and a breath of annihilation spread.

Although he was just sitting there casually, the real burst of breath was earth-shattering. It seemed that even the void could not bear the breath of his flesh.

His annihilation has not changed.

The Xiaoyao body has been cultivated to the first success, and the force of the body has been compressed to a height of one meter and eight meters, which is the height of his normal time.

"Is it finally going to be done?"

Xiang Yang whispered to himself, his eyes were excited.

Millions of years of retreat practice, whether it is the invincible body or the happy body has finally reached a very high degree.

Of course, this is not the point. The most important thing is that after his body is compressed to the normal person, even if he can't describe how much strength his body has.

"Even if the strongest of the chaotic sages come to me, I can also blast each other."

Xiang Yang made a fist and sensed the vast power he carried, and he was full of confidence in his strength.

The power of the flesh has become great.