Opening Sign To Buddha Palm

The majestic Great Hall.

Su Qin looked happy.

"Two years, although it's a bit long, but the miniature Realm is condensed, it is not without gain."

Su Qin nodded slightly, thinking in his heart.

If you let those big overseas head teachers know Su Qin's thoughts, his jealous eyes would turn red.

For them, even if it is 80 years and a hundred years of condensing a mini-Realm, they will be full of ecstasy, and they want to invite overseas myths to celebrate.

As for two years...

These big head teachers probably don't even have this idea.

Because this is incredible, what can you do in two years? Just stay closed for more than two years, let alone condensing a mini-Realm, even if you sort out your true essence a little, I am afraid that two years will pass.

"Condensation."

Su Qin's heart moved.

Suddenly, an invisible force, centered on him, spread to within a hundred feet of a radius.

"This one hundred feet range is my Realm. Within this, any power is under my control."

Su Qin felt the nuances of Realm, his face thoughtful.

Realm is fundamentally different from the power of heaven and earth.

For example, two mythical Practitioners fight, no matter where or when, they can control the power of heaven and earth as a means to suppress each other.

After all, the power of heaven and earth comes from heaven and earth, as long as it is a mythical Practitioner, it can be controlled, at most there are differences in scope.

But Realm is different.

If a mythical Practitioner is in Realm, even if he is the myth of Fifth Stage and Sixth Stage, he will be surprised to find that he can't control the power of the world at all, just like he fell from the realm of the myth.

simply put.

Within Realm, Su Qin is the only master. As long as Su Qin is unwilling, there is no mythological Practitioner that can borrow a trace of power in his Realm.

"Not bad."

"It's no wonder that the mythical Practitioner that condenses Realm, and the mythical Practitioner that does not condense Realm, are completely two levels."

Su Qin looked surprised.

Although Su Qin is still Seventh Stage,

But under the blessing of Realm, even if it is under the siege of several ten same rank myths, there is no fear,

Even if the same rank myth of the siege falls into his Realm, I am afraid that life and death are all controlled by Su Qin.

Of course, no Seventh Stage myth is as stupid as it will stupidly break into Realm.

After all, Su Qin Realm has just become a reality, but it is only a hundred meters away.

For ordinary people, the Baizhang range may be very large, but in the eyes of the myth Practitioner, it is just a matter of thought.

Mythology Practitioner is not a fool, and it is impossible to make a fortuitous move even knowing that it is out of control.

"Pity."

"It would be great if Realm's range was a little larger."

A trace of regret appeared on Su Qin's face. Baizhang Realm, compared with the power of Baili Tiandi previously controlled by Su Qin, the scope has been significantly reduced by countless.

It's just that this thought only flashed in Su Qin's mind.

Compared with Wanfa's non-invasive Realm, the so-called power of heaven and earth is a joke, which is like the difference between twelve taels of cotton and one taels of gold.

"It is said that as long as you step into the Earthly Celestial realm, the miniature Realm will transform into the Dacheng Realm, covering hundreds of miles in an instant..."

Su Qin leisurely fascinated.

The Realm he has now condensed, to be precise, is just a miniature Realm, or even the prototype of Realm.

But even so, with such a great power, one can imagine how earthly Celestial Realm, the realm of the great Arhat level, should be earth-shattering?

Next.

Su Qin continued to experience the magical effects of Fan Mini Realm, and finally his mind calmed down.

"correct."

"Try to see if the Demon God's Blade obtained by signing in to the Demon Cavern World can break the Realm."

Su Qin suddenly thought.

The Demon God's Blade was the sharpest among all the weapons that Su Qin had seen, and it was terrifying to the extreme.

Even Su Qin could not stop the Demon God's Blade from slashing if he only relied on his physical strength.

Of course, Su Qin couldn't stop it, but the Demon God's Blade couldn't help Su Qin.

Because with Su Qin's strength, the Demon God's Blade would never touch him.

Besides, Su Qin has the supernatural power of rebirth of flesh and blood. Unless the Demon God's Blade can completely annihilate Su Qin in an instant, Su Qin is an immortal body that can recover indefinitely.

Hum!

I saw a strange long knife that was oddly shaped like a sickle and curved like a full moon appeared in Su Qin's hand.

In an instant, a deep breath permeated, making people feel as if they were in the abyss The Underworld.

"good."

Su Qin held the handle of the knife and waved it casually.

Even if Su Qin didn't use any power, when he wielded the Demon God's Blade, he could still feel the sharp and sharp blade aura permeating the air, almost piercing the air.

"Realm."

Su Qin's heart moved, and the misty Realm's power entangled the Demon God's Blade.

block! !

The sword of the Demon God screamed, and Su Qin waved it lightly, and a dark and deep blade light emerged, breaking the power of Realm, and finally slowly dissipating.

"The Demon's Blade can break through Realm, but Realm can also consume the Demon's Blade."

Su Qin touched his chin and judged in his heart.

I have to say that the Demon's Blade is very afraid, even the invisible Realm can be broken.

You know, even the Seventh Stage, Eighth Stage, Gods and Devils, if there is no miniature Realm, there is nothing to do with Realm, but since the Demon's Blade can cut through the power of Realm, its sharpness can be seen.

Su Qin's thoughts fluctuated and put the Demon God's Blade back into the system space.

The system space is unique. Su Qin in the magic cave world only needs to put the treasures obtained by signing in into the system space, and Su Qin in Chang'an City can take out the Demon God's Blade from the system space.

vice versa.

"Realm is just beginning, it needs to be stable."

Su Qin slowly closed his eyes again, and fell into cultivation again.

It took two years for Su Qin to condense the mini-Realm, and naturally planned to completely stabilize the Realm before considering other things.

...

And after Su Qin continued Closed Door Training,

Ruan Qing outside the East Palace was inexplicably shocked.

Just now, the vitality of the heavens and the earth in a radius of hundreds of miles shook together. If Ruan Qing hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe it.

Even if it is a mythical Practitioner, the limit of control over the power of heaven and earth is Baili. As for hundreds of miles, it may be Realm that can only be touched by the true peak myths.

"The master is too strong..."

Ruan Qing sighed lightly, his face full of awe.

For more than a year, Su Qin did not prevent Ruan Qing from practicing. On the contrary, he often gave instructions to Ruan Qing during the first year.

And now, with the help of the cultivation environment in the East Palace that is not inferior to overseas, coupled with the revival of vitality and Su Qin's occasional guidance, Cultivation Base has made further progress and reached the third stage peak.

Moreover, Ruan Qing had a faint illusion, as long as he was given decades or hundreds of years, he would be sure to break through the shackles and enter the Fourth Stage.

You know, even if it is overseas, the Mythology of Fourth Stage is enough to serve as the Elder protector of those great popes, and it can be described as a strong person second only to the head teacher and deputy head teacher.

Ruan Qing originally thought that he would have no hope of reaching this level for the rest of his life, but after only less than two years in Chang'an City, he saw hope.

"The revival of vitality is becoming more apparent..."

Ruan Qing looked towards the sky and muttered to himself.

He was able to make progress so quickly, of course, in a large part, from Su Qin's guidance, but the influence of the environment of the world is also not small.

"Almost two years have passed."

"The recovery of the vitality tide is much faster than I thought. The head teachers of the great sect overseas should be aware of it, right?"

A trace of worry appeared on Ruan Qing's face.

Even if the Head Teachers of the Supreme Patriarch didn’t believe in the existence of the great contended place at first, they thought that overseas would continue to flourish, but as time passed, the vitality tide became more and more intense. With the patience of those Head Teachers, they must be aware of it. what.

"However, with the master's strength, even in the face of the Great Sect, which has been passed down for thousands of years, he should have the qualifications to negotiate..."

Ruan Qing guessed in his heart.

...

...

At Su Qin Closed Door Training, the world gradually fell into stability.

A man in a blood-colored robe appeared out of thin air, strolling in the air, wherever he passed, the breath enveloped him, suppressing everything.

All the Practitioners were terrified. Under the breath of the man in the scarlet robe, they did not dare to lift their heads and knelt down, as if they were welcoming the supreme monarch.

After the man in the scarlet robe completely left, the Practitioner barely straightened his waist.

"He, who is he?"

"Why is the breath so terrifying?"

"Controlling the air and riding the wind, is it a Martial Forest myth?"

Countless Practitioners trembled in their hearts and kept talking.

Even with the revival of vitality, cultivation has become easier, but the existence of Martial Forest's mythological level is still unattainable.

Ever since the Mengyuan State Division passed away in a flash and was killed by Su Qin outside Chang'an City, no new Martial Forest myth has been born in the world.

But now, the man in the blood-colored robe caused a huge wave in everyone's heart.

At this moment, another news came out.

"Isn't he the mythical ancestor who killed the door two hundred years ago?"

As soon as this news came out, the entire Rivers and Lakes Martial Forest exploded.

The mythical ancestor of the Blood Killing Gate disappeared by crossing the sea more than two hundred years ago.

Not only the mythical patriarch of the Blood Killing Gate, but all the mythological Practitioners of crossing the sea in the past have never come back.

"The world is going to be in chaos again..."

An elderly Practitioner thought sadly.

...

And at this moment.

The ancestor of the Mythical Blood Killing Sect wearing a blood-colored robe came outside the total rudder of the Blood Killing Sect.

"Yep?"

"no one?"

The Patriarch of the Blood Killing Sect frowned, his terrifying divine thoughts covered inch by inch, and finally he found a Blood Killing Sect disciple hiding nearby.

"Patriarch."

"Master, you are finally back..."

The blood killer disciple immediately burst into tears.

Every disciple of the Blood Killing Sect had to bow down to worship the portrait of the Patriarch of Blood Killing when they started.

Therefore, the disciple of the Blood Killing Sect immediately recognized the Blood Killing Patriarch.

"In the end what happened?"

The Patriarch of the Blood Killer frowned.

"Patriarch, I killed the Sect disciple who was persecuted by the Martial Forest mythology in Tang State..."

The disciple of the Blood Killing Sect quickly explained what had happened over the years.

"Tang Guo?"

"The Martial Forest myth?"

"It's not bad. I didn't expect that in the two hundred years I left, another Martial Forest myth was born."

The Patriarch of Blood Killing nodded slightly, as if admiring the younger generation.

"but."

"Since you dare to provoke me to kill the door, you are looking for death."

A trace of murderous intent flashed in the depths of the Patriarch of Blood Killing's eyes.

"Patriarch, the myth of the Martial Forest in Tang Dynasty, once separated by thousands of miles, using the heavenly gods to kill the three top first ranks of my blood, Patriarch, you have to avenge us..."

The blood killer disciple said again.

"what?"

"Shoot thousands of miles apart?"

The look of Patriarch Blood Killing, which had always been calm and composed, finally changed.

...

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