Facing the doubtful expression of the disciple of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect, Teng Ming could only grin and smirk, saying that he could not afford to offend the other party.

The elder of this sect is nothing in his eyes, but he can't help but be too strong.

In a great battle, the Tumi Plain, which is nearly 5,000 miles in radius, turned into a grand canyon, but the great barren mountain in front of us did not even break a stone.

It's so outrageous, and it also proves that the strength of this sect's leader is unfathomable.

"You are waiting here, let's report."

After scrutinizing Teng Ming, the disciple of the Sword Sect finally said.

The Great Wilderness Sword Sect has closed its mountain. Recently, the fellows in the sect have been practicing madly, and they are all holding their energy to practice madly.

For some reason, the spiritual energy in the barren mountain suddenly became abundant. This feeling of spiritual energy entering the body at all times made them obsessed.

If it is not a major matter, I really don't want to move.

The news soon came to Jiangong layer by layer and entered Jiang Liu's ears.

"Dahuang Immortal Sect, Teng Ming? What is he going to do?"

With doubt on his face, Jiang Liu thought to himself.

He doesn't care about an ordinary god-transforming elder. In his eyes, there are only two kinds of strengths: those who have entered the sect and those who are outside.

Whether it is strong or not does not matter, what matters is where to stand.

In other words, the realm of this world has no effect on him. Transformation of God and Mahayana are just an ordinary name.

"Let him in!"

The heaviest, Jiang Liu returned.

He still had an impression of this powerful man who had been beaten by him and was also curious about the other party's purpose.

But in a moment, Teng Ming came to Tianshu Peak. He took a deep breath, sorted out his thoughts, then his expression changed, and he stepped into the Sword Palace.

"Wow!"

Before the people arrived, Jiang Liu could hear the tragic cry.

"President Jiang, please help me!"

Then, Teng Ming's old tears were everywhere, covered with gullies, and a pale face with kidney deficiency.

Jiang Liu was confused. What kind of play is this old guy acting?

"Plop!"

Teng Ming took two steps in three steps. Before Jiang Liu could react, he knelt on his knees and hugged his thighs.

"Help, Master Jiang, now you are the only one who can save me."

Jiang Liu had a toothache. He watched the other person rub his tears and snot on his legs, stretched out his right hand, and pushed it out directly.

"What the hell are you going to do?"

Teng Ming cried sadly and screamed tragically. The old face tried hard to show a cute expression, his eyes widened, and it was actually radiating brilliance.

Jiang Liu took a breath, and the old Kazilan couldn't look directly at the eyes.

"Tengming came to join the chief sect in Jiang, hoping to join the sect and add fire to the sect."

Teng Ming shouted loudly, in order to show his sincerity, he kowtowed heavily on the floor one after another. When he got up, his forehead was blue, swollen, and the floor was cracked.

"Subordinate to me? Join this sect? Are you crazy?"

Jiang Liu grinned and looked at the floor where the old guy's head was cracked with distress.

This has to be compensated, and you have to be extra money!

"President Jiang fought with the mysterious strong woman, and the Tumi Plain became a Grand Canyon, and the Dahuang Immortal Sect was razed to the ground, and the disciples of the sect suffered heavy losses."

"After Tengming reported the news to the headquarters, the headquarters threw the pot on my head. I was so angry. It obviously had nothing to do with me, and Dahuang Immortal Sect was too careless!"

Teng Ming was really angry, and when he thought about it, he trembled all over.

"But Dahuang Immortal Sect is powerful and I have no choice but to send someone to arrest me."

Jiang Liu blinked: "Then you can just be caught by him. Are you a member of the Dahuang Immortal Sect, are you not subject to their restraint?"

"Dare to judge the sect casually?"

When Teng Ming heard this, his face turned green. Unexpectedly, Master Jiang replied like this, and he took a breath.

"I also took the initiative to surrender to the Dahuang Immortal Sect at that time. Because of my sincerity, they did not let me hand over the soul guide, but there was no restraint."

He gritted his teeth and said.

Jiang Liu was stunned for a moment and glanced at the other party with a strange look.

This old guy has a criminal record, no wonder he was so decisive in the judgment.

"Now, only Master Jiang can save me, please take me in."

"Although I am mediocre, I am at least in the realm of Transformation of Gods. I can contribute to your sect, teach my disciples, fight on the battlefield, and do my best!"

Teng Ming said loudly, his tone was extremely solemn.

"The transformation of gods is also divided into levels!"

At this moment, a calm voice came. Jiang Liu looked up and saw Fang Lin stepping into the sword palace, frowning at Teng Ming.

"Elder Fang, you look good."

Jiang Liu smiled and said.

"The head teacher, I have been recuperating recently and have recovered quickly. The sect has also been supplied with various spiritual pills. Now I have the strength to leave the body."

"I believe that in more than ten years, I will be able to recover from my peak."

Fang Lin said with a smile.

He could feel that the spiritual energy of the Great Wilderness Mountain seemed to be becoming more intense recently, and he guessed in his heart that this young master must have communicated with the god of luck and awakened the Yuanli of the Mountain and Rivers.

The God of Qilu is a kind of god that everyone is for him and is for everyone. After absorbing the power of fortune and faith in the mountains and rivers, it can also feed back to the mountains and rivers and sects.

"I look forward to your peak moment."

Jiang Liu replied.

Then, he quietly looked at the two people in the hall.

"You have weak will and your cultivation is only just entering the realm of Transformation of Gods, and your strength is not strong."

"Like you transform into a god, you are like a crucian carp in this world, countless."

Fang Lin said a few words lightly, which made Teng Ming, who was kneeling on the ground, look dark and black.

"In all levels of cultivation, from Qi refining, foundation building, golden elixir, and then to Nascent Soul, and out of the body stage, the difference in cultivation strength is actually not too big."

"Some are just a crushing gap between realms."

"But if a monk reaches the transformation of gods, he will enter a new world, extend his perception, and be able to penetrate the essence of the world and see different colors."

"The strong will naturally feel deeper and see a bigger world."

"The ordinary god is just ordinary, and his strength is better than being out of the body."

"If you are weaker and have a weaker foundation, you can only walk on this road by yourself, wasting your time, and eventually become a passerby."

Every time Fang Lin said a word, Teng Ming's expression became a little ugly.

"The realm of Transformation of God is the realm that develops the limits of the human body, has the fastest potential and the greatest potential."

"The gap in this situation is naturally large."

"The strong are like dragons, and the weak are like ants!"

Teng Ming gritted his teeth and couldn't speak for a long time. Naturally, he was not a strong man, at best, just ordinary, not only because of his martial arts, but also because of his own potential development and his sense of touch depth.

The skills are acceptable, but the potential is low, and the perception is terrible. Naturally, the weak are the same as ordinary.

Only by being strong in all aspects can one stand out in this state. In the same state, one should be a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand!

The path of cultivation is like jumping through the dragon gate. When you reach the transformation of a god, you are jumping through the dragon gate. Dragons and insects are all under this leap.

Transforming gods, transforming gods, some people become gods of heaven, and some people become gods of grass.

"You said you are a god-transforming god, then what level are you?"

Fang Lin's last words, the heavy knocking in Teng Ming's heart, made him speechless and there were more tears in his eyes.

Jiang Liu suddenly realized that there were many gods in the world, but there were also huge differences.

The difference between one realm can even surpass the sum of all previous realms.

But this is still far away for him. The mainstream strength of the Great Wilderness Sword Sect is still building the foundation, which is too far away.

He himself, in terms of realm, was just a Nascent Soul.

Thinking of this, Jiang Liu couldn't help but feel embarrassed.

I always thought I was a master, but if I pulled it out, it turned out that I was just a rookie.

You have to work hard! This state makes him feel that he is unbearable.
Chapter completed!