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Chapter 295 Desire to become a god

What was even more shocking was that Qin Shan discovered that his body was extremely fragile and was not the body of a cultivator at all.

"Qingluo! Qingluo?"

He called on his closest companion, but there was no news.

"Xiao Mie? Xiao Qing?"

The Demon Eye of the World Destroying World, the Sword Soul Xiaoqingjia did not respond.

"Green Lotus Petals? Green Lotus Sword Classic?"

He called on the shocking secret treasure he had obtained after his first arrival in this world.

No response at all.

He finally panicked and cursed: "Fuck! I'm going to die here!"

"She collapsed before the color remained unchanged!"

He thought of the first half of the sentence and smiled bitterly. No matter who encounters such a situation, all external forces will be lost and becomes an mortal who cannot resist, he will not be afraid.

"When I break through the Sword God, I gather in the heaven and benefit the people of all ages!

When I broke through the Sword God, I was majestic all over the world and made my divine body not bad!

When I broke through the Sword God, I became a mountain gorge in the sky and underground!”

An epic chant rang in his mind, like the light of dawn breaking through the darkness, the power of his whole body appeared like a tide, his heart was no longer afraid, and the illusion that seemed to be real quickly disappeared.

The ordinary room in front of me is still the same, and the memories that are forcibly stuffed into my mind are also cleared.

"Congratulations to those who have successfully passed the level and fearlessness can practice until they are done!"

Listening to the congratulations, his old face turned red. At that moment, he was already extremely afraid and almost broke his heart. If it weren't for Qingluo's singing, he would have been scared to death.

Immediately afterwards, another powerful force came, pushing his realm up to the Yuangang level.

The Yuangang level can recover any injuries in an instant, which is equivalent to a breath of the swordsman.

However, the consumption of the Yuangang level can be easily compensated.

Therefore, when you reach the Yuangang level, the realm is not too different. If you kill it with one blow, it will be difficult to kill it.

"Yuangang level! At this moment, I will go to fight Luo Xiaobao and I will definitely win!"

He had a strong premonition that he would probably win without a fight when he went back.

Unless the other party, during this period of time, has adventures and its realm soars.

At this moment, he had already passed the fifth level like the top masters of the Wulu Palace.

Most of the people who pass the fifth level are Xuangang level, and they are one small level lower than him.

But it does not mean that he can become king and dominate the palace of Wuluo.

There are so many magical and mysterious magic weapons in the world. When he is rampant, it is very likely that a young man who is unknown can be killed.

“My mood is not strong enough!”

In addition, he was not addicted to the surprise of improving his realm, and was secretly ruthless, and was far from reaching the point of not being afraid of danger.

It’s no wonder that he is. Although his life is miserable, he has no tragic and tortuous experiences. He cannot see life with a smile, and he can be calm when facing anything.

If it is true, it can only be said that he has already understood life and death. If he has no love for life, he will naturally have no fear of death.

"Qingluo, every time I encounter great danger, you can crack it by singing a poem. What is the solution?"

He asked curiously.

Qingluo said, "Young Master, this is my wish to become a god. Every time you reach the peak of the fairyland and want to enter the divine realm, you must have a grand and profound wish to support it."

"The peak of fairyland? Entering the divine realm? So, you were once a peak of fairyland?"

Qingluo officially talked about the past for the first time, and he was shocked and curious.

The other party said desolately: "I am a person who failed to hit the divine realm. I have a broken soul and can survive. I am extremely lucky. There is a lot of memory missing. There is nothing to tell you about the things above the fairyland!"

This sentence disappointed Qin Shan, but it was impossible. Qingluo was just a very powerful remnant soul. It would be a bit ridiculous to use it to peek into the secrets of the fairyland.

"After that being said, I think the young master has a high chance of rushing to the divine realm!"

Qingluo's words made him feel shocked for no reason, and he shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Now I am a Sword Sect realm, the Yuangang level, and there is still a long way to go from the Sword King. Don't talk about the Divine Realm."

He looked around the entire room of the Fearless Level and found that there was nothing else, so he walked out.

"Well? So many people gathered outside?"

The Wulu Treasure Palace is divided into eight levels and nine levels of space. He passed the fifth level and naturally came to the sixth level of space.

He discovered that six people were gathering in the corridor at this moment.

"All of them are Xuangang level!"

He looked up and found the other party's realm.

"Nangong Xiaobai, have you passed this skill level?"

One of the six people was Nangong Xiaobai. Next to him, someone asked this.

Opposite Nangong Xiaobai was Zhao Baoping. The woman rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "Aren't you asking nonsense? If Nangong Xiaobai succeeded in passing the level, how could he have to go back here?"

"Well!"

When the man thought about it, this was indeed the truth. He smiled awkwardly and touched his smooth head.

"Hey, I have friends here, you guys talk!"

Nangong Xiaobai happened to see Qin Shan walk out, and quickly stepped forward and smiled: "Congratulations to brothers for passing the fifth level!"

"Who is there? Also, if you don't go to the Treasure Pavilion to explore treasures, why are you chatting here?"

Qin Shan asked curiously.

I saw the other party shook his head and said slowly: "It seems that you don't know. According to a lot of records, if you pass the fifth level and leave the Wulu Temple, you will get a huge amount of cultivation resources. This has almost become a hidden reward."

"I see!"

Hearing this, he rubbed his hands happily, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Why are we gathering here? That's even simpler. We have used up our qualifications for this layer of space!"

Zhao Baoping also came and said humorously.

"Uh? So, are you gathered here to get to the sixth level, skill level?"

"good!"

Two people talked to Qin Shan one after another, and the remaining four people followed him and nodded to him, neither salty nor light.

"Huh? Have you actually broken through to the Yuangang level?"

At this time, Nangong Xiaobai shouted, and finally saw a slight difference in Qin Shan.

"Lucky, just luck!"

When everyone heard this, they were surprised, but they didn't believe his words.

"Everyone play slowly, I'll go in and sweep the baby!"

He said goodbye, turned around and entered one of the treasure pavilions.

"When I go to two or three treasure pavilions first, I will go through the level!"

There is no need to rush to pass the level. There are many magic weapons in the Wude Treasure Hall, and their functions are different. You can take time to collect more. Even if you can't use it, you can also exchange it with others.

"Well? There is only one monster in this room?"

He entered it and found that as before, a monster was stuck in the middle of the room.

"I am dead by the divine machine!"

This monster called Meng Shenji has signed up for the registration, and has grabbed the magic sword with his big hand, leaped with his legs, and his whole body rushed over like a storm.

"Good means!"

He saw Meng Shenji's attack, secretly cheered, shouted, spit out the seven treasure gourd, and slapped his hand and said, "My treasure gourd can forcefully absorb power, see if you are afraid!"
Chapter completed!
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