Chapter 1112 Sword Mother Xiaocheng

Time flies, and Zhao Yan and the other two have stayed in the core town for three months.

During these three months, Gong Xueluo's cultivation level exceeded two levels and directly reached the fifth level of the Golden Pill;

Huang Ailin's cultivation level has also increased by 20%, reaching the peak of the sixth level of the Golden Pill, almost one step away from the late stage of the Golden Pill!

Zhao Yan's cultivation has not made any progress, but his natal magic weapon is only the last refining process left before Xiaocheng.

But at this moment.

An old laughter came from the minds of the three of them, "Hahaha, you are all busy! Very good, we meet again, let's introduce myself, my name is Laotie!"

"He can release his will again!" Zhao Yan's face changed when he heard this old voice.

Qingxiao Life and Death Seal once said that he had obtained enough vitality and death energy to suppress the old monster's mental power so that he could not come out to make trouble!

Obviously, Yin Bingling has now been destroyed in the passage below, and Qingxiao's Life and Death Seal cannot be replenished, and its strength has dropped again, which has allowed the old monster's mental power to escape again.

"It's useless! Your methods are useless. How much can your cultivation improve after cramming for a while? Do you think you can defeat me by gaining the authority of the Duobao Ancient City Lord? It's impossible, you only have a dead end!"

The old voice poured his will into Gong Xueluo's mind. Gong Xueluo, who was practicing, had distracting thoughts in his mind, and his inner demons appeared, and he could not practice at all.

"It's over, I can't practice anymore!" Gong Xueluo opened his eyes, raised his hand and pinched a magic trick, and then arranged a formation outside his body to prevent Lao Tie from disturbing him.

"It's useless. How can you just want to block my thoughts with a small forbidden place like yours?" Laotie laughed, "Even the creator of Duobao Ancient City, it can't stop my will from escaping, let alone your small forbidden place?"

"Damn it! Damn it!" Gong Xueluo shook his head in anger. Now his mind was full of the voice of this old guy, and he could not practice at all.

Huang Ailin was also harassed by voices. She originally wanted to improve her cultivation to the seventh level of the Golden Calendar Stage, but she probably couldn't do it under the interference of this old thing.

"What I fear most is to be disturbed by others when practicing basic skills and improving my cultivation. This old guy keeps disturbing me, how can I practice?"

Huang Ailin had no choice but to stand up and walk down from the small building. When she walked down, she saw Gong Xueluo walking down from another small building.

"This old guy keeps harassing me, how can I practice?" Gong Xueluo's face turned pale with anger.

Huang Ailin said, "Let's go and see if my junior brother is going to see what progress he has made."

"What can he make?" Gong Xueluo snorted mockingly, and said, "Although he has always performed very well before, don't forget that the Shenxiao Continent is still qualified in the end! He has a very difficult stage of the three stages of mixed spirit roots like this, so how can he compare with our pair of heavenly spirit roots?"

Huang Ailin was said to be a pair by Gong Xueluo, and she showed a sarcastic smile on her face and said, "If it weren't for his three-part mixed spirit roots, our pair of heavenly spirit roots would have been killed by Yin Bingling!"

Zhao Yan said, "I think we have the strength to fight Yin Bingling now!"
Chapter completed!