Dragons and tigers are all in the future, Thirteen Lang did not immerse himself for too long, and said: "It is natural that Nan Nan is strong, and the accident part, I can only say that the time is a bit coincidental, which shows that my luck is prosperous, and I should move forward boldly." ”

Cheng Xueyi said: "No one's luck is always good. Those people are right, you have become a habit of taking risks because of your preference for winning. ”

Thirteen Lang said: "No one has good luck all the time, and at the same time, nothing is risk-free, drinking water and drinking to death, let alone fighting." ”

Cheng Xueyi was silent for a while, and said: "I remember you yourself said that as a mature team, everyone should take their own share of responsibilities and share risks according to their abilities. Showmanship and heroism are foolish and should be avoided with all endeavour. ”

Hearing this, Shisanlang laughed, looked at Cheng Rui and said sincerely: "You have changed." ”

Inexplicable words, you need to combine the past of the bloody killer to understand, of course, Cheng Xueyi will never admit it, and said coldly: "This seat is not because of you. ”

"Know you're thin-skinned. ”

Ignoring the bloody killer's cold expression, Thirteen Lang waved his hand and said seriously, "I'm strong. Regardless of the number, Elder Cheng still underestimated me. ”

How arrogant is this?

"It's true. ”

Thirteen Lang's expression was a little innocent, and he said, "It is a habit that everyone will abide by what they have done in the past and the possible changes in the interval to make a judgment on the current situation and then decide on countermeasures. Elder Cheng can't get out of this box, and so am I, if you apply this rule to me, you will make a mistake."

"Speaking of which, I just want to brag about my fierceness. Shao Lin couldn't listen to it, and pouted vigorously next to him.

"This is a fact!" said to the thirteen langs: "Idle is idle, let's compare?"

"yes!" Xiao Budian threw his fist hard.

The man with the axe didn't know what to say. His eyes looked at Cheng Xueyi, which means: Teach him, and your precious apprentice.

The blood-clothed killer frowned slightly, not angry or talking, only wondering what happened to Thirteen Lang, he was afraid that he was not cautious enough in the past. Suddenly so frivolous.

There's no way to get through?

Seeing the persistence of the two of them, Shisanlang suddenly laughed, smiling like a warm sun, and joy came from the heart.

"That's the partner, okay, talk to you. ”

In fact, Shisanro really didn't brag.

Even the little ones have grown in a blowout, how can the fat fat who has always relied on eating and cultivating be an exception? Now it is steadily at the top ten levels, not too far from the eleventh level; in addition, unlike the small ones, the Tianxin toad has not yet exhausted its foundation. The momentum is still strong.

Among the family members, the mocking wind of the first strong person is still the first, and his growth is not according to the rank of the demon beast, and his strength is not easy to describe.

The key is the growth speed, if you compare ordinary monsters to walking, the mocking wind that follows Qiuqiu is running wildly. In a hundred years, the size of the Three Highnesses has increased by three times, and his hair is dense and like an adult snow yak.

The higher the realm of demon beasts. The larger the body of the original phase, although the mocking wind has no flesh and blood. This pattern is still followed. It's a pity that the three highnesses are more difficult to "practice" than the little ones, and they are still the same as the old ones for a long time, strength, divine thoughts, and penetration. It's nothing more than a little bit of variation.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a main battle monster.

It doesn't matter, now Thirteen Lang doesn't care about that, because he has the main battle legion that he dreamed of before: there are more than 100,000 in number, which is comparable to the army of seventh-order spirit disgusting ants on average!

The reason for being average. It is because the queen ant is in the middle stage of the secondary mutation, and the eggs she lays are not very stable, most of them are hatched out of the sixth order, some are seventh, and there are even more than a dozen eighth-order war kings. The adaptability of the flying ants that devoured the alternative queen ant has been significantly enhanced, and it is no longer as dead as before. What's more, the mutation allows them to form a formation similar to that arranged by human cultivation with their collective strength, greatly dissolving the attacking supernatural powers, or even directly skewing and distorting them.

This is defense in disguise.

In the past, the most helpless thing for Thirteen Lang, as the level increased, the opponents encountered became stronger and stronger, and the spirit disgusting ants gradually developed in the direction of cannon fodder. For example, the cultivation of life and cultivation has the domain of the gods, and the Taoism is often overwhelming, although the disgusting spirit ants are fierce, they can't stop the fire and waves of others, swing a large piece of fist, and stomp their feet to kill three percent. Now that the situation has changed, when the Disgusting Ant is no longer as fragile as it used to be, its terrifying numbers, dense and continuous attacks, and outrageously powerful attack power can truly be used to become a nightmare for opponents.

Except for the slightly single attack method, the Spirit Disgusting Ant can be regarded as a perfect class, regardless of special use, if you only consider fighting for your life, Thirteen Lang would rather choose this army than a fellow cultivator.

Fighting is not a matter of numbers, it's one thing to count on paper, it's another thing to actually fight, not to mention robbery, any slightly smarter habitat cultivator has the ability to kill all 100,000 spirit disgusting ants. In the same way, when there are fat poisons, mocking winds, strength and pain around them, small gods and indestructible, and then there is the unified dispatch of Thirteen Lang, the group killing ability of the Flying Ant Legion will be implemented to the maximum extent, and even amplified.

In addition to these, there are also balls and boats, they look inconspicuous, in fact, Thirteen Lang looks heavier than the rest of the demon beasts.

Growing rapidly, no matter which opponent he makes, when he estimates Thirteen Lang, he will always misjudge for one reason or another. A hundred years was still in a hurry, and Shisanro was so focused on self-improvement that he didn't have time to carefully study and integrate, and with only a preliminary test, he had enough reason to believe that it would work wonders at a critical moment.

"I know what you're capable of, but it's all foreign. ”

With the patience he had never had in his life, the blood-clothed killer glanced at Xiao Bu, turned back to Thirteen Lang and said: "What about yourself? The flesh is known to be strong, and no one is stupid enough to give you a chance to get close; ”

The desperate method refers to shaping the spiritual change. At the beginning of that year, if there was no racial talent, Thirteen Lang would have died in the hands of Chen Rui;

There is really no way to do this, and the practice has been less than 300 years. Growing to this kind of Cheng dù is already a miracle, who is embarrassed to ask for more.

"You don't know what I'm capable of. ”

Shisanlang was embarrassed, and silently said in his heart, "God always loves to joke with me", and he didn't dare to really scold the sky.

A hundred years of practice, purely by resources. Shisanro rarely devotes his energy to anything else, and he does his best.

In the whole world, there is no second person who can practice like him.

The results were remarkable, and through some simple calculations and comparisons, he had 10,000 reasons to believe that his cultivation had achieved cross-border transcendence, and that he had a more profound cultivation than ordinary beings in the body of a god.

What's the use?

His realm is still a god, and he still can't meet the most basic condition for breaking the realm: fullness.

This is an iron law that has no conditions to talk about, and none of the hundreds of millions of monks can take a shortcut; for example, Shao Lin has obviously broken through the catastrophe. Because the cultivation is not enough, you can still only cultivate honestly.

When it comes to cultivation, we can't help but say how difficult it is to serve the astrolabe, a hundred years of penance, and the mana swallowed by the star seal is as vast as an ocean, exceeding its normal cultivation for thirty years.

Thirty Jiazi!

Not to mention the qualifications of the Thirteen Langs, just grab the stupidest and worst Avatar Cultivator, as long as you keep growing, you should also touch the Habitat Pass in two thousand years. At least the cultivation is sufficient.

Every time he thinks of this, Thirteen Lang can't help but ask himself. If you don't have a fixed astrolabe, or if you take out the hundred-zhang mad spirit bone that you swallowed by the ball for your own use, can you break through the realm?

No one can answer this question. Thirteen Lang only knew that the judgment he had reached with Jin Wu before was right, if there was no place to ascend, if he hadn't encountered this mad spirit creation. I cultivated normally until the end of Shouyuan, but I still couldn't break through the realm.

Where can I find a faster cultivation method than refining the mad spirit bone?

The mad spirit bones are gone, and Qiuqiu has been busy since he woke up, and all he found was the mad spirit stone and some half-petrified remains. and the hand bones of the mad spirit. It can be seen that the preparations of the doppelganger are right, if the astrolabe cannot transfer the body, Thirteen Lang will be dragged to death by it sooner or later.

With these thoughts in his heart, Shisanlang said, "I said a hundred years ago that you can't kill me. Do you remember?"

Sensing the provocation, the blood-clothed killer said softly, "Now?"

Thirteen Lang said seriously: "Now you can kill me at the cost of your cone, one hand, and the path you have cultivated. ”

It's not easy to understand.

Cheng Xueyi thought for a moment and said lightly: "If you are prepared, Longshi is not much of a threat to me. ”

Shisanlang laughed and said, "The exchange I said completely relied on my own strength and magic weapon. If you count the Nannan, Chubby, Mocking Wind, Flying Ants, and Dragonstone, how can you kill me. ”

With a pop, Shao Lin couldn't help laughing, thinking that this thing was really crazy, and he was not afraid to blow the sky out of the hole;

"I don't mean to win against you, I just say you can't kill me. Forget it, let's talk about serious things, this plan, in addition to the plan itself, also has spiritual considerations. ”

Stopping, explaining, being modest or proud, Thirteen Lang suddenly said, "What do you think is the key to the Madness Spirit Dao?"

The question came too abruptly, and the man with the axe was not qualified to speak at all, and the blood-clothed killer was stunned for a while, and a ridiculous look slowly appeared on his face.

"You want to say that this plan is to take the opportunity to preach?"

"Preach? Thirteen Lang thought about it seriously and added, "Prove a little truth, that's pretty much it." ”

"If you don't blow it, you can die!" Cheng Xueyi flicked his sleeves and was ready to shut up, or simply find a place to squint for a while, rather than accompanying the madman to break around.

To be honest, Cheng Xueyi doesn't think that he knows such a person, and as for himself and Shisanlang, of course, the gap is even farther.

"It's not enough to chatter. Thirteen Lang refused to let him go like this, and said contemptuously: "It's not that there are few people who cultivate the mad spiritual path, and it won't be your turn." ”

"That's it. The blood-clothed killer was overwhelmed and replied, "The mad spirit died in the Heavenly Dou, and the unyielding will is the most important. ”

Thirteen Lang shook his head lightly and said, "I don't see it that way. ”

Aroused by curiosity, the blood-clothed killer tentatively asked, "What do you think?"

Jusan Lang didn't answer immediately, thinking silently, and his expression slowly became resolute.

"The mad spirit Dao, first and foremost, is a crazy word. ”

(To be continued......)