Doomsday Cataclysm: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 265 Nian Beast?

Author: Chaoding

Chapter 265 Nian Beast?

It is well known in the world of immortality that sword immortals are the top among the poor.

They have good attack power, good flight speed, and often good defensive skills, which can maximize the power of a sword.

Although the power of a sword is not as powerful as a higher-level magic weapon with more mysterious functions no matter how much it is used to its extreme, it is still very powerful among the poor at the bottom and deserves to be called the Sword Immortal.

The group of immortal cultivators who fell into this small world this time are the poorest of the group of middle-level monks. Naturally, the top one among this group of monks is the sword cultivator.

However, in this world, because the local creatures were too weak, their little cultivators also turned into immortals, so they gradually got used to changing their word "xiu" to the word "immortal"

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"Although we, the Nascent Soul cultivators, have a lifespan of 20,000 to 3,000 years, we have spent nearly 9,000 years here in vain."

On the high mountain, in the main hall within the space ripples, a monk finally opened his eyes and murmured to himself: "For nine thousand years, my cultivation has been unable to improve, and even the consumed mana is difficult to recover. Today, the world has changed.

, an idea suddenly appears, it must be the time when the worlds meet."

"We must not miss this opportunity again."

If you look closely, you will see that this monk has a full head of black hair, mixed with a little bit of white. His face is resolute, and his eyes are like stars, bright and extraordinary.

"Senior brother, don't worry, we will make every effort to restart the Fairy Sword,"

After hearing what this monk said, a group of monks outside the temple immediately entered the temple, glanced at the men and women, and including the sword immortal, there were seven people in total, and they spoke in succession.

"This world is suddenly open to inspiration, and its secrets are also unpredictable. When the way of heaven is active, there will be many dangers for people in the outside world. Although we have lived here for a long time, we are not living beings in this world after all. We have nothing to do with the things in this world.

Don’t move lightly.”

Wan Jiankong glanced at everyone, and said in a faint voice: "Don't occupy even one of the treasures in this world, otherwise the secret of heaven will backfire, and you and I will suffer disaster."

The other six monks were shocked. They all knew that what they had just discussed had been known. They felt deeply about the sharpness of the sword cultivator's insight due to his clear sword mind, and they also hurriedly expressed their opinions.

"The [All Phenomenal Foundation Building Method] has just been reported. This is a foundation building practice method widely spread in our world. Do you want to take it back?"

A female cultivator wearing a light yellow dress couldn't help but ask, her eyes searching.

"No, you think this method was spread by you and others, but I know it was not spread by the influence of heaven, but to enhance the cultivation foundation of this world."

Wan Jiankong glanced at the woman in the yellow dress, his voice was calm, but it instantly made everyone look shocked.

As if they suddenly woke up from a trance, several people on the spot suddenly started to point fingers, their expressions suddenly changed, and they subconsciously wanted to blurt out, but they stopped the moment they opened their mouths.

"Don't use words. Just understand it clearly in your heart. Once you know it, deal with it silently. If you speak out and deal with it, the established things will change."

Wan Jiankong's sword eyes swept across, and his voice was faint: "Nine thousand years have passed, and all of you have lost the vigilance you should have. How can you underestimate such a piece of heaven?"

"It's easy to break a bad destiny, and it's hard to work hard, but if you want to return to the world of immortality, don't force yourself to do other things, otherwise you will suffer backlash."

"A hundred years from now, the world will be integrated and there will be no more barriers. We will definitely become Taoist ancestors of the same side."

The sonorous sound slowly echoed in the hall, and a moment later a vast and firm voice sounded: "Stay for ten more days, and after ten days, the immortal sword will be launched!"

"yes!"

In a somewhat calm atmosphere, the six monks responded one after another, and then turned into six streams of light and returned to a mountain peak in this secret realm.

"After all, we have survived in this world for nine thousand years, and have even done countless meritorious deeds. Now that the world has just begun to open up, all forces have tentacles, causing the heavenly law to backlash, and there will be endless turmoil. But if we wait a hundred years, everything will happen

When the wind and waves are calm and the two worlds merge with each other, then when we come back we will be the most popular monks in this world and can benefit the most."

"In this way, these nine thousand years will be nothing, and the benefits will even be greater. By then it will be no more a matter of being called an ancestor. In this case, there is no need to do these small tricks to avoid degrading self-cultivation."

After leaving the sword cultivation hall, a monk thought more and more that Wan Jiankong's words made sense. After returning to his mountain peak and lingering for a while, he suddenly murmured to himself.

After the words fell, the monk who looked like a middle-aged man immediately made a ruthless decision. The next moment he pinched the magic seal and immediately cut off the implicated seal between himself and the great master of martial arts in the outside world.

In the dark, a feeling of relaxation and comfort arose spontaneously from his soul. The middle-aged monk's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that his cultivation had improved at this moment.

"It's true, it's true, every drink and every peck is a sure thing."

The middle-aged monk instantly thought of the [All Things Foundation Building Method] he had spread, and immediately murmured to himself, shaking his head with emotion. Then he thought about it and smiled slightly, feeling very satisfied with his feedback.

After all, [All Phenomenon Foundation Building Technique] is just a foundation building method. Although this technique is the most universal and most powerful foundation building method in the world of immortality, it is only a foundation building method.

For Nascent Soul monks like them, it is no different from miscellaneous books on the roadside, and it will not have any effect.

Using such a technique that anyone can practice to improve their own cultivation is something that many people are rushing to do.

"In this way, if you improve your cultivation, it will be much easier to deal with the demon next."

A flash of thought flashed through his mind, and the middle-aged monk smiled and quietly meditated in the room happily.

When a middle-aged monk enters meditation practice, what he doesn't know is that there are people in the outside world who are also surprised and doubtful.

Guarded by white palace walls, and in a secret room smelling of the fragrance of Jing Shen, Gu Zhuo couldn't wait to start meditating on the "Foundation Building Method of All Things" when he got home, and he opened his eyes in astonishment.

"The seal controlled by the immortal cultivator disappeared?"

Gu Zhuo murmured in disbelief, and then he immediately became uncontrollably aware of himself. When he finally realized that he was no longer restrained at all, his eyes widened even more.

"Really disappeared!"

Gu Zhuo clenched his fists, feeling his heart pounding, and a crazy idea came to his mind.

The reason why the immortal cultivator controlled him was just to control the golden seal he gathered together by controlling him. He seemed to be in charge of this golden seal and used it to control the other five adjudicators.

But in fact, 80% of the power of this golden seal is in the hands of the immortal cultivator. Otherwise, how could such an ancestral golden seal be cut through the defense by a volley of sword energy and an attack that did not even reveal the sword body?

And it was because of this that he was able to obtain various rewards. In this short period of time, he relied only on an ordinary physical body to fully evolve his powers and practice martial arts to the extreme. He reached the supreme martial arts realm idealized by his predecessors and became a golden warrior.

The body is not broken.

Moreover, in this situation, the immortal cultivator gave me another teaching, and I got a further opportunity.

This is also the fundamental reason why his powers are obviously very ordinary, but his abilities are superior to those of other judges - his strong enough martial arts training, plus the help of supernatural powers, allow him to face no matter how special, strange, or rare the powers are.

Have the ability to win in battle.

The indestructible defense, the prophetic perception of the cicada before the autumn wind has moved, the terrifying spiritual insight, the super mobile power, the terrifying attack power that cannot be resisted, and the infuriating energy of long-range attacks have all given him ample power.

Confidence.

But in the end, he has to be controlled by others.

But now, the brand that controlled him, thus controlled a fairy treasure, and controlled the most powerful person in the world, has disappeared by itself!

What is the reason for this?

That immortal cultivator doesn’t want this treasure, doesn’t he want these masters to work for him?

Impossible. If he could resist this temptation, he wouldn't have done anything in the first place!

That's a possibility... The immortal cultivator died?

"No, no, there's no sound of fighting at all, how could it be possible that it died."

Just when Gu Zhuo was thinking more and more crazily, a sudden jolt in his heart caused him to regain consciousness in an instant, and he took a long breath: "It seems that my xinxing cultivation needs to continue to improve."

In such a situation, facing the terrifying power of those cultivators, there is only one answer: that is, the other party has really given up.

What makes him make such a decision is that possessing these things will get him into trouble, while giving them up will bring him more benefits.

"Could it be that there is really someone out there somewhere?"

A thought flashed through Gu Zhuo's mind, and he couldn't help but look up at the sky and the light blue roof, in a daze.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze, reorganized his thoughts, and the light in his eyes flashed: "Although you have freedom, you must not neglect your practice."

"I also want to go to the East China Sea. After all, it is the biggest disaster in the world, but the most important thing now is the growth of my own strength."

"Perhaps this method is just the foundation for those who are cultivating immortals, but for me it is still very strong and can be taken to the next level. This is very precious. I must cherish it and practice it well."

"With stronger strength, we can have a stronger foundation."

"Although the monsters in the East China Sea are dangerous, with this group of immortal cultivators here, it shouldn't be a big problem. What I should pay more attention to is myself."

"The worst thing is, wait until you have gained something from your cultivation, then go to the East China Sea to see it."

Thoughts flashed through Gu Zhuo's mind, and the smile on his lips became more and more exuberant. Then he immediately calmed down and began to sink into the practice of the immortal cultivation techniques he had obtained.

Correspondingly, there are other adjudicators.

"Golden Seal's control has become weaker again."

Among the four bases, the judges who returned to the base to practice opened their eyes one after another.

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"boom……"

There was a deafening sound, accompanied by the dazzling light of gunpowder, and a large mass of black air faded away like a tide, and in the blink of an eye it was another ten kilometers away!

And on the ground, a big hole appeared as expected.

"This is the fifth big pit. Brother, how many pits like this are we going to blast?"

Zheng Qiang, who was so busy that his feet did not touch the ground, clenched his fists excitedly when he saw the black energy results in front of him, and then couldn't help but shout loudly to the two men flying with swords beside him.

I just feel that these two big brothers are so considerate. They choose to work with the gunpowder explosion time they create to clear out the black energy every time!

"Keep bombing until the black air exits the city limits!"

Li Ming silently put away the radiant special effects created around him, looked at Li Dingguo expressionlessly, and then gave encouraging words to Zheng Qiang, who had worked hard to make explosives: "Don't worry, we will definitely put it away."

The black gas will blow up to where your base is."

"No matter how tired and miserable we are, we must rescue these people. In the end of the world, people are the most precious resource!"

Let them suffer and be tired again...

Li Dingguo, who was also pretending, also put away the special effects of his skills that were lingering around him, and nodded solemnly: "In order to save people, it's tiring and painful, so why not?"

"This is the share of the gunpowder I extracted from the elements myself, and I leave it to you!"

After Li Dingguo finished speaking, Li Ming waved his right hand, and a large amount of gunpowder appeared in front of Zheng Qiang and Wang Hu who had just finished their work: "This pothole is of great use to us, and it must be exploded with gunpowder to be useful.

Thank you for your hard work!”

"It's not hard work. As long as I can help, it doesn't matter. I also want to thank you two for your hard work. It's so hard to keep outputting energy to fight against the black mist!"

Wang Hu retorted with a smile, then waved, and immediately worked hard with Zheng Qiang to collect gunpowder, make gunpowder explosives, and then together they continued to the edge of the black mist ahead.

Li Ming and Li Dingguo looked at each other, silently controlled the flying sword and continued to wave their arms in an exaggerated manner. The power in their bodies shocked the air with air bursts. Then they forced a little water out of the pores on their foreheads and started acting in front of the black mist.

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Zheng Qiang and Wang Hu buried the explosives and immediately ran to a distance to detonate them. The black mist dissipated immediately after the explosion. Li Ming and Li Dingguo also wiped their sweat in time, under the admiring eyes of Zheng Qiang and Wang Hu.

Give them another dynamite.

"We will clear a ten-kilometer range every time, which is just enough for us to set up formations, so you must plant explosives close to the black mist every time!"

Li Ming took out a ten-kilometer ration of gunpowder and spoke seriously to the two of them.

"Brother, don't worry. This little thing is nothing compared to your contribution. If we can't even handle this little thing, we won't be together anymore!"

Wang Hu patted his chest and promised, and then led his main force Zheng Qiang to once again start the great cause of blowing up holes.

Li Ming nodded happily and began to adjust his breath silently. Zheng Qiang and Wang Hu were ashamed to see how hard they were working. They had no idea that when Li Ming was "working hard" to adjust his breath, his telekinesis was actually watching them busy the whole time.

After they finished getting the explosives, Li Ming and Li Dingguo also finished adjusting their breath, and the four of them continued to the next 'clearance position' non-stop, blasting out a ten-kilometer range at a time.

In this way, again and again, finally, all the black fog in the entire city was cleared by them.

What’s just puzzling is that none of the zombies in the entire city have found a crystal core, no matter how powerful they look!

And...how could this black mist be afraid of gunpowder?

Why is this feeling so familiar?

Like...

"Nian beast?"

(End of chapter)