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Chapter 137

"I don't know how to live or die!" An Buxiu looked at Chu Huangtian and snorted coldly. An Tian's sword disappeared.

...

outside world.

An Buxiu, who was originally in a daze, completely came to his senses at this time, and he was extremely weak at this time.

"An Tian!" An Buxiu said softly.

call out!

...

The Antian Sword appeared in front of him like this. Looking at the floating Antian Sword, An Buxiu said weakly: "Can Antian Medicine be absorbed?"

"Buzz!"

The sword sound of Antian Sword made a very obvious meaning.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

call out!

An Tian came to An Buxiu's head and kept spinning.

An Buxiu, whose face gradually turned red, received An Tian's help.

It began to gradually recover, and it was obvious that the medicinal power was also absorbed by An Tian.

An Tian is worthy of being a sword against the sky, and it is so terrifying.

"Um?"

"Why did An Tian stop?" An Buxiu said in a slight daze when she saw An Tian stop suddenly.

Half of the medicinal power in his body has not been absorbed, so why did it stop?

"Buzz,buzz..."

...

An Tian buzzed at this time, making a sound of swords.

It seems that he is explaining something to An Buxiu. What kind of language is probably the only master An Buxiu who can hear it clearly!

"What? You said that the medicine is so terrifying that you can only absorb half of it?" An Buxiu said in shock when he heard An Tian's explanation.

He had just praised An Tian in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

This is simply...unexpected.

"Buzz!"

An Tian let out another crisp sound of sword sound, affirming An Buxiu's answer.

"What should I do?" An Buxiu said, reaching out and saying.

What should he do if the medicine cannot be cured?

"Buzz...buzz..."

An Tian made a crisp sound of sword sound again. When An Buxiu heard An Tian’s words, he couldn’t help but frown and said, “You said you would like to find a woman to help me? This medicine has been absorbed by you. As long as there is a woman to help me, I can be completely free.”

"Buzz!"

The Antian sword sounded extremely crisp.

"You said simply, where can I find a woman in this damn place? Besides, I am still a boy, so it's not good to find a woman at will!" An Buxiu said weakly.

"Is there no other way?" An Buxiu looked at An Tian and asked.

"Buzz...buzz..."

"Anti-drug?"

"Then what are you still doing here? Go and look for it!" An Buxiu rolled her eyes and said.

He actually knew that he wanted the antidote, so what would he do to him here? Why don’t you go and find him quickly?

"Buzz!"

An Tian let out a crisp sound of sword and broke through the air.

Looking at An Tian's departure direction, An Buxiu couldn't help but murmur: "This stupid sword."

He slowly got up, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes and waited for An Tian's return.

He did not dare to activate his spiritual power at all, and he never forgot what Chu Huangtian said.

Don’t use spiritual power to resolve the medicine, steal chickens and lose rice.

Then he couldn't cry. Now he could only wait until An Tian could bring the antidote so that the medicine could completely explode. He didn't know what to do.

...

In another space, there are spiritual skills, martial arts and other things floating everywhere.

This is another secret room of Chu Huangtian called Gongshu.

In the ritual room, Medusa, Xiao Wenzi, Xiao Yanzi, and Huang Jie were all from Jining toward the center, choosing the skills and spiritual skills that suit them.

If this secret room is divided into four levels, Medusa and Huang Jie are already in the most central area, which is the fourth level.

Xiao Yanzi is at the third level at this time, and only Xiao Wenzi is at the second level at this time.

Many years ago, he stopped moving forward at this second level, and now he didn't expect that so many years have passed.

When he came here again, he wanted to reach the third level or even the fourth level, but when he reached the second level, he wanted to step closer, but found that he could not step closer no matter how close he was.

Just like the past situation, seeing Xiao Yanzi, whose cultivation level is lower than that of him, reaching the third level, Xiao Wenzi couldn't help but wonder, what is the difference between him and them?

Among the four, why is he on the edge?

Xiao Wenzi was not convinced. He didn't ask to reach the fourth level like Huang Jie and Medusa, at least he must be less than Xiao Yanzi.

After all, both of them are An Buxiu's young followers, and he is also an imperial-level powerful man.

Looking at the barriers of the second and third levels, Xiao Wenzi was ready to break through again. As long as he broke through, he could reach the third level.

The third level is full of earth-grade martial arts and spiritual skills, and heaven-grade may be an out of reach for him.

But the Earth grade is only a barrier away from him at this time. As long as you can get past it, he will have his own spiritual skills.

When he arrived at this barrier, Xiao Wenzi felt that his body was under great pressure. He wanted to lift his feet and step forward, but he couldn't lift it no matter what.

When you move forward, you feel endless pressure, and when you move back, you feel extremely relaxed.

"Little Yanzi can do it, so can I." Xiao Wenzi gritted her teeth and murmured in her heart.

I tried my best to lift my legs up, take a step closer, work hard, work hard, and work harder.

Persist, persevere, and persevere again.

After just a few sucks, Xiao Wenzi was already sweating profusely. Obviously, there were so many obstacles and pressures in one step.

Puff...

In the end, Xiao Wenzi couldn't help but step back, licked her throat, and couldn't help but vomit out an old blood.

Looking at the barriers from the second to the third, Xiao Wenzi seemed to have been aged for decades and said, "I am really old and I have stopped here before. Unexpectedly, after many years, I will stop here again."

Looking at Xiao Yanzi at the third level, Xiao Wenzi couldn't help but sigh: "Why can a guy from the division level reach the third level, but I, the emperor level, stop here? And those two women have actually reached the fourth level. Why is that?"

"I, Li Xunwen, are there any worse than them?"

Xiao Wenzi couldn't figure it out! Suddenly, Xiao Wenzi thought of something and murmured: "Is this a matter of whether he has his own talent?"

"Those who have weak talent can only be on the outside, and the stronger the talent, the deeper they can go?"

"Am I weak innate?" Xiao Wenzi couldn't help asking himself.

It seems that only this explanation can be explained, but if he is weak in talent, how could he be the emperor-level strongman?

This height some people will never reach in their lifetime.

So what's going on? It's not about strength or talent, so why did he stop there?
Chapter completed!
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