Beiyin Great Sage

  Chapter 252 Six Levels

  Shenhuang Jue sixth level,

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  Accompanied by a silent tremor, Zhou Jia only felt a larynx in his throat that had been separated for many years melted, and the breath in his whole body was smooth.

  Foot, root, umbilical cord, abdomen, heart, and throat, all six barriers are broken, which means that he is only one step away from the late stage of black iron.

  The source force surged, the limbs, internal organs were scoured and tempered all the time, and even the chain blood lines were loosened.

  Although the Dragon and Tiger Xuantai is still banned, it has already given some blessings to the resilience of the physical body.

   "Whether there is enough source quality medicine or not, the progress of cultivation is really a world of difference."

  Zhou Jia opened his eyes and let out a long breath.

  His qualifications can be said to be unique, with many bug blessings, even the favored son of the inner sect of the Xuantian League cannot be compared with him.

   "Shua!"

   With a flash, he disappeared in place.

  …

  The underground winery is full of people coming and going.

   Not only Yao An and others who came that day.

  Young master Yao's reputation has attracted many people who come here because of his reputation, and this place has become a gathering place for outsiders.

  Zhou Jia has to go to various places where elixirs are planted to cast spells and harvest them. He also needs to make alchemy and take medicine to practice. He spends very little time in the winery.

   I haven't been here for a while, and the place has changed drastically.

   Hall.

   Bustling.

  Some set up stalls to sell the essence, and some chose places to discuss matters in a low voice.

   There are even groups of three or four, discussing where to search for source quality next, or calling friends to prepare to hunt a certain monster.

   Dozens of survivors from the fragmented world of Jicheng interspersed among them, serving tea and water, waiting for orders, and serving as servants to greet guests.

  They dare not be careless in the slightest.

  The outsiders here seem to be similar in size to the people on Earth, but they are all terrifying in strength, and they are as easy as rubbing iron.

   If something goes wrong, just give him a slap, and you may lose your life.

   Even so, facing these 'outsiders' and 'adventurers', some things are unavoidable.

  A scream interrupted the commotion in the arena.

"what!"

   "Ahh!"

  The shrill screams told the pain of the man on the ground.

  The strange blue fire burned on the body, not burning the clothes, but burning the bone marrow and internal organs until it burned the person into a puddle of blood.

   The screams lasted for more than a dozen breaths.

   The time is not long.

   But for the tortured person, every breath means horrible torture, which is the characteristic of Jiuyin ghost fire.

   "Brother Bai, why are you so angry?"

  A beautiful woman in a colorful dress stood up and smiled coquettishly:

   "It's too wasteful to use the nine-yin ghost fire on a mortal body?"

  Don't talk about ordinary ranks.

  Even if it is a master who has just entered the black iron, if he is hit by this move, it is impossible for a **** to save him, which shows the anger of the person who did it.

"Humph!"

  Bai Ju snorted coldly:

   "This **** doesn't have eyes, and almost broke my three-color treasure cup. Letting him die so easily is already taking advantage of him!"

   "Brother Bai." Someone said in a deep voice:

   "Killing someone can vent your anger for a while, but it won't help. Besides, your things haven't been damaged, so you might offend the owner here."

   "Master here?" Bai Ju turned around:

   "Could it be that Mr. Yao is just a mere mortal, I'll just go and apologize."

   "Hee hee..." The woman in the colorful dress smiled coquettishly:

   "Brother Bai is wrong. Although Mr. Yao has the final say here, these natives belong to another person. That person is famous for his revenge."

   "Oh!" Bai Ju raised his eyebrows:

   "Which one?"

   "Zhou Jia." The woman in the colorful skirt looked restrained:

   "Running Thunder Ax Zhou Jia."

   "Although this person only has the cultivation base of the middle stage of Black Iron, he is very talented, and his strength is no less than that of the late stage of Black Iron, especially his physical strength is extremely amazing."

   "It's him!" Bai Ju's expression relaxed:

   "I heard a little bit."

   It has been more than a month since I entered this world of fragments. Most of the truly powerful people are well known, and Ben Lei Ax Zhou Jia is no exception.

  With Heitie's mid-stage cultivation base, it is not a big anecdote that he is abruptly tied with a group of late-stage masters.

  But as long as it is not the top few, Bai Ju is not afraid.

   After all, he is also a late black iron player.

   "Brother Bai."

   Someone whispered:

   "Some time ago some people killed people here, but..."

   "But what?"

   "After those people went out, they never came back. Although no one said anything clearly, most people guessed that it might be Zhou Jia's hands."

  Bai Ju narrowed his eyes, then sneered:

   "It's true that you must retaliate, but for the sake of a few common-level natives, how could he do this?"

   "Ben Lei Ax Zhou Jia, from this world." Someone gave a reasonable answer:

   "Besides, the person killed by brother Bai seems to be quite favored by Zhou Jia."

"I see!"

  Bai moment is clear.

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   "Li Yang is dead?"

   Zhou Jia had just returned to the underground winery when he heard the news, and the good mood that had just broken through the six levels was also cast in a haze.

  Li Yang.

  That talkative, energetic young man.

died.

   was killed!

  In this fragmented world, dead people are nothing more than normal.

   Zhou Jia has become accustomed to the death of the dead, and even the death of those around him.

  When he first entered the Ruins Realm, the people who survived the novice stage with him, no matter how close they are, who are still there?

  Li Yang's death only caused some ripples in his heart, and then he returned to calm.

   "Who did it?"

   "Uncle Zhou."

  Liang Xingzhi carefully raised his head and opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to name anyone.

"it's me!"

  At this time, Bai Ju, who was talking with someone, heard the news, stood up from the crowd, and looked at Zhou Jia from the air, with cold eyes:

"What do you want to do?"

   "Shining green palace white moments?"

   "Exactly."

  There are only a few Black Iron peaks who have entered the world fragments this time, and there are only a handful of Black Iron late stages.

   "So it's Brother Bai."

   Zhou Jia cupped his hands, his voice was calm:

   "After all, this is the venue set up by Mr. Zhou and Mr. Yao. It is for the convenience of communication with colleagues. It seems inappropriate for Brother Bai to kill people at will."

   "A mere ordinary class..." Bai Ju showed disdain.

   "He is mine." Zhou Jia said:

   "Brother Bai must give an explanation?"

   "Forget it!" Bai Ju snorted coldly, thought for a while, and threw a cloth bag over:

   "Selling you a face."

"Snapped!"

  Zhou Jia reached out to catch the thrown cloth bag, and did not open it to look at it. He nodded towards the other party, and the hostility on his face also quietly subsided:

   "Thank you."

   "Haha..." Bai Ju laughed loudly when he saw this:

   "It was my impulsiveness. I didn't want to do it. If I knew that he belonged to Brother Zhou, it wouldn't hurt to spare his life."

  Zhou Jia nodded, without further ado, turned and left,

  As the two retreated to each other, the tense atmosphere in the field also dissipated.

  Xuantianmeng and other outsiders were not surprised by this, after all, no matter how powerful Zhou Jia is, Bai Ju is not a vegetarian.

  For a mere mortal, unless he is a lunatic, it is impossible to take his own life to compete with someone who is not sure.

not to mention.

   There are still Yao An here, and other outsiders, many of whom have a good relationship with Bai Ju, but Zhou Jia can be said to be a loner.

   To save face, this matter will be fine.

  As for the local survivors, they all lowered their heads one after another. Although no one would say anything about it, they felt a little regretful.

  Although there is a backer.

   But at present, this backer is not very strong, and even a little disappointing.

At least.

  Among these outsiders, Zhou Jia's status is not very high. From the inside and outside of others' words, one can hear the contempt for Zhou Jia.

   This also made some people who originally had other thoughts more determined in their own minds.

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   "Bah!"

  Chang Wuming opened his mouth and spit out a mixture of blood, foam and mud. He glanced at a mouse the size of a calf that had fallen beside him, and grinned.

   "Six products!"

   After shaking hands, he looked excited:

   "I am also a sixth grade!"

  The sixth rank is nothing in the eyes of outsiders in this fragmented world, especially the sixth rank with only cultivation base and no martial skills.

  In terms of real strength, it is not even as good as mastering the fourth rank or even the third rank of martial arts.

  But he learned from outsiders that not everyone in Xujie and Hongzeyu is as powerful as the outsiders who came in this time.

   Quite the opposite.

   There are a small number of 'black iron' powerhouses, and the vast majority are of ordinary rank. There are a large number of people whose strength is only low-grade of ordinary rank.

  As a 'newcomer', before the fragments of the world are integrated into the ruins world, it is the time when the cultivation base improves the fastest.

  If he can achieve the eighth grade in this fragmented world, or call that door the introduction to the practice of the intersection of three yangs, then...

  An outsider named Zhang Shi agreed to take him and Liu Xiaoqian in.

  Bapin?

Fight!

  Looking fixed, Chang Wuming clenched the bone sword in his hand.

  Compared to the original steel bars and knives on the earth, the bone sword made of the bones of the mutant monster corpses is sharper.

"what are you doing here?"

Sudden.

  A cold voice sounded.

  Chang Wuming's body froze, he turned his head suddenly, the source power in his body rotated in an orderly manner, and looked cautiously at the person coming:

   "Uncle Zhou."

"Um."

  Zhou Jia nodded, walked slowly, and asked again:

"what are you doing here?"

   "Patrol." Chang Wuming said in a cold voice with a dull face:

   "In order to prevent the 'distinguished guests' in the resident from being disturbed, I followed Liang Xingzhi's order and inspected the surroundings for monsters."

"Humph!"

  He snorted softly:

   "Thanks to him, I am also a sixth grade now!"

  Although Chang Wuming doesn't know martial arts, he grew up fighting with others since he was a child, and even learned killing skills in the police academy. His strength should not be underestimated among the people on earth.

   With some luck, it has become a sixth grade.

   "Six products?"

  Zhou Jia lowered his head to examine, for some reason, he frowned slightly:

   "Your practice..."

"never mind."

   Waved his hand, he said calmly:

   "It's too dangerous outside, you can't come out, go back, there are no monsters around here, and there is no need to patrol for the time being."

   "Really?" Chang Wuming was unmoved:

   "It's better for me to hang around nearby, otherwise, I will be asked all kinds of questions when I go back, and my uncle won't help me to talk."

   Until this moment, Zhou Jia didn't realize that there was something wrong in the other party's tone, maybe it was because he didn't care about the weak, and it happened suddenly.

  No matter what thoughts the survivors in the winery had in their minds, when they faced him, most of them were respectful and even grateful.

   Only this person is different.

"Well…"

  Zhou Jia squinted his eyes, as if thinking of something, he pointed at Chang Wuming:

   "I remembered, you are the one who robbed Liang Xingzhi of women, you are called Chang Wuming, right?"

  This name is a bit unique, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to remember it, or he didn't take this group of people to heart from the beginning to the end.

"it's me!"

  Chang Wuming took a step back, with hostility in his eyes:

"What do you want to do?"

   "I know that you are a friend of Liang Xingzhi's father, and you are also very strong, but if you want me to leave Xiaoqian, it is a dream!"

   "Show hostility to the strong, ignorant and reckless." Zhou Jia shook his head, reached out and moved towards him slowly, the invisible pressure made it difficult for Chang Wuming to move:

   "Insufficient strength, if you feel uneasy, you might as well bear it for now. If you have enough strength in the future, it will not be too late to retaliate. You are too impulsive."

  Chang Wuming's body trembled, he clenched his teeth, trying to get rid of the invisible coercion, but it was of no avail.

  I can only watch helplessly as the other party's fingers get closer and closer.

   despair,

   came to mind.

  He doesn't want to die, he still has a lot of things to do, he still has a son he has never met, and his relatives far away miss him.

   "Dah..."

  A spike was caught between Zhou Jia's two fingers.

   With a light flick of the wrist, the spike returned at a faster speed, nailing a gecko-like thing to the wall.

  He didn't intend to kill Chang Wuming, he just saw a small thing.

   "Are you regretting it?"

  Zhou Jia withdrew his movement, lowered his eyes and said:

   "Afraid to die?"

   "..."

  Chang Wuming's cheek muscles twitched, and he said in a muffled voice:

   "I'm really afraid."

   "Fear of death is not a bad thing." Zhou Jia smiled lightly, his voice suddenly stopped, he shook his head slightly, his eyes showed vicissitudes:

   "Maybe it's because I'm getting older, I didn't talk that much before."

   While speaking, he turned around and said:

   "As a senior who entered the Ruins world a few years earlier than you, I can tell you an experience, that is, never trust anyone easily."

"what?"

  Chang Wuming was taken aback.

  …

   At this moment, a cry for help came from a distance not far from the street.

"Help!"

   "Help!"

   Yun Xiao panicked and ran along the street. Since she was hunted down, she had forgotten that shouting would bring danger, and she only wanted to save her life.

   "Xu Ding, I told you that I don't know Zhou Jia well, if you have any grudges with him, go to him to avenge it, why pester me?"

  Behind him, the black-haired and black-clothed Xu Ding's face remained unchanged, his body flickered like a ghost, and his fierce killing intent locked onto Yunxiao if there was any substance.

   "It's your fault for knowing Zhou Jia. Even if I can't find him for the time being, killing you can relieve my hatred a little bit. You think you are unlucky!"

  Amidst the low voice, a jet-black sword light cut towards the embarrassed figure in front of him.

  Pure black, like the sickle of death, with a chilling meaning to cut off all vitality, it makes people feel chills.

  Seven Heaven-Slaying Swords!

   This is the sword art inherited from the Xuantian League's inner sect, the Killing Heaven Pavilion, which is of a high grade, far surpassing Xiaolang Island's three skills and six methods.

"what!"

  Yun Xiao screamed in shock and dodged in embarrassment. Although he dodged the blow, he was chased close by and was about to die.

   "Crackling..."

   Right at this moment, a bolt of lightning appeared.

   Instantly.

   Cover the promise.

  (end of this chapter)