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I Hide And Farm In The World Of Cultivation To Increase My Proficiency

Lu Yuan crossed into the world of immortal cultivation and obtained [Skill Panel]. He was well aware of the level of danger in the world of immortal cultivation. [Sword-ridden skill reaches LV.10. Please choose the direction of advancement...] [Obtained advanced skill - Ride the Wind Royal Sword Technique: Double the speed of Royal Sword] [Reaching LV.10 in Breath Convergence Technique, please choose the direction of advancement...] [Obtained advanced skill - Aether Turtle Breath Concealment Technique: Double the effect of breath concealment] [Disguise skill reached LV.10. Please choose the direction of advancement...] [Obtain advanced skill - Disguise: Adjust your face muscles to achieve a perfect disguise effect] The so-called immortal cultivation was to see who lived longer! Killing the enemy was not something to brag about, but living was. Running fast, being good at hiding, looking ordinary... were the posture of the immortal emperor! Lu Yuan: I came to the immortal cultivation world only to do three things. Live long, live long, and live a godda*n long life. "Only those who are alive... are worthy of cultivating." "What, you talk to me about ghost immortals? A bunch of evil b*stards. Get out of here!" Steady immortal cultivation: afraid to die, so I maximized my defensive abilities.

Flying Fatty · 玄幻
分數不夠
387 Chs

Invincible

編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lu Yuan looked at the crimson-red deity that could actually resist a low-grade magic item for a short period of time, and he was very shocked.

After all, the person controlling this low-grade magic item, the Coiling Snake Golden Light Sword, was Mu Qiqi, who was level 9 of the Foundation Establishment Stage.

It was amazing that 30 Blood Warrior Monks that were refined using a special technique could actually fight against Mu Qiqi for a short time.

Lu Yuan couldn't imagine how deep the foundations of the three devilish sects were.

But thinking about it, Lu Yuan thought three devilish sects could not compete with the five righteous sects.

After all, they lost in numbers.

As Lu Yuan's thoughts were flying, the crimson-red deity in the distance seemed to have reached its limit.

Out of the 30 Blood Warrior Monks, ten of them exploded instantly, turning into a bloody mist that filled the sky.