Food Fairy Lord

Chapter 82 Promotion
The danger of death not only subsided, but also turned into a boost, allowing him to even move.

He can really leave this city now, within 20 days, he can recover eight lives, and then return to Xuanmen, and after another 20 days, he can climb to the third level of Xuanmen.

And the feeling that resonated with heaven and earth when he stepped into the sky tower had long been in his heart. On the night when he climbed to the top of Xuanmen, he could ascend to the sky tower.

In these 18 years, he has already cleared the obstacles between every realm.

Because he is already standing on these realms, his body and soul are extremely familiar with them.

By being promoted in this way, his body will undergo a process of adaptation and even be slowly repaired.The sky tower he achieved is also very stable. After entering the sky tower, he can slowly find ways to repair his injuries.This is a plan that has been conceived in my mind countless times over the past 18 years.

As if the prayer just now had been answered, God really gave him another chance.

but.

Yue Muzhou slowly fiddled with this body that had just been supported by true energy and wasn't quite used to it yet.

He also had another, less brilliant option.

That is now, immediately, immediately, on the spot, within the time of a cup of tea, to be promoted to Tianlou.

After 18 years of hard work, he will fall from the sky after one day or ten hours. Whether he can survive is another matter.

at this time.

The whole city was shrouded in darkness, a faint blue fire descended from the sky, and the rain that exuded a dangerous smell fell to the ground faster than the fire.

Frost and cold were spreading from the top of the city, and that thing stood at the highest point of everything, slaughtering everyone efficiently like a nest of ants.

The atmosphere he felt in the past few days was very low, and people's voices were full of restlessness. Even if the young man never talked to him in detail, he could completely guess what kind of thrills the young man had experienced in the past few days.

And he could only sit paralyzed in the darkness, listening to the panic and noise, feeling everyone's fragility and powerlessness.

And his own fragility.

He never asked anyone what it was, because no matter what it was, he could do nothing but disturb others to fight the enemy.

It's just that in the intuition brought by a few words, he felt that the thing was crushing like a mountain, making everyone tremble and panic.

He really wanted to see what kind of thing it was.

Yue Muzhou raised his head and looked at the sky, with a ferocious and apologetic smile on his scarred face: "I'm sorry, I lied to you just now."

I still am, like courting death.

He lowered his head, a majestic aura burst out from this old body, and his black clothes were like flags.

From a dwarf to a gun.

Under the full body of true energy, the shrunken limbs were stretched, the back was straightened, and the trembling hands gradually stabilized.But after all, the missing flesh and blood could not be made up, so the old man appeared taller and thinner.

The gust of wind was howling, and profound energy swept into his body like a vortex. Under such violent catalysis, the newly born sprouts grew steadily, and turned into seedlings, shrubs, and towering trees.

And as the meridian tree flourished, the speed at which he absorbed profound energy also increased rapidly, and soon he took a step forward, and his whole aura immediately subsided.

Has entered Taoism.

But only for a breath, the profound energy that was several times more majestic than before poured in again crazily, this time stirring up the situation in a small half of the city.

One step out, the second level of jade steps.

Take another step, the third jade step.

Then, Yue Muzhou stood still for about ten breaths, which was the longest interval he had paused so far.

He is getting back the feeling of promotion.

18 years of accumulation would take months or even years to capture for others, but for him, that bit of enlightenment was already a tool he could use at any time.

It took him a while to take it out, and then, the whole person began to move up slowly.

At a certain time, in the space centered on the county government, the rain and fire were instantly emptied.

And it continued until the sticky dark clouds and the frosty sky were pierced, revealing the original blue and sunshine.

……

under the city walls.

Ming Qitian had some vitality left. After Xing Zhi placed her under the eaves, she turned around and asked people to clear the street.

The skin on her cheeks felt a bit corrosive and painful, which was caused by the raindrops that had just fallen on it. Ming Qitian reached out and wiped it, and her fingers felt a little hard.

She separated a trace of true energy to shield this small piece of meat, and cut it off.

For those with genuine energy, the rain is not too threatening. First of all, they can block the rain, so that the skirts of their clothes don't need to get wet.

And even if it falls on the skin, the ambergris saliva diluted to this concentration is not very contagious, but for ordinary people, especially the elderly and children, it is still a deadly liquid.

But hiding at home is only a temporary way of preservation, not to mention the rapid spread of frost that has covered half of the city, only those frost ghosts that have been infected and mutated, not two wooden doors can block it.

All hands have been devoted to culling these monsters, but new ones are still being spawned, and it's hard to say which side is faster.

And on her own side...

Another "spy" rushed over, and she shot out a sword energy that pierced its forehead.

This is the third one.

A hundred more of them wouldn't threaten her, but Xing Zhi had told her about the role of these things. If one or two more came over, the Immortal Lord would probably target the thing he really wanted to destroy.

Ming Qitian looked at the figure on the top of the wall, and stood up with support.

She tore off a hair tie from her sleeve and held it in her mouth. She pushed back her long, messy hair with both hands, then took off the hair tie and tied it up. The wounds that penetrated her chest and abdomen were sealed with true energy.

The Immortal Lord didn't pay much attention to her, but a casual throw of the sword was enough to strip away most of her combat power. More importantly, Liuli was almost completely suppressed by him.

Ming Qitian held the sword in front of her and looked down. The blue lines spreading on the clear sword were like poison or some kind of evil blood.

This famous sword trembled slightly, as if it was making a weak whine, only the sword owner could feel the pain.

Ming Qitian patted it lightly: "Let's try again, shall we?"

Zhan Xin Liuli shook the sword and let out a deer-like cry.

Ming Qitian stretched out his hand from the hilt to the tip of the sword gently: "Persist a little longer, huh?"

Zhanxin Liuli turned over awkwardly, revealing her other side which was more seriously infected.

"..."

Its spirituality is indeed very weak, and it has almost completely retracted to the deepest point at this time.If it wants to initiate "Heart Slashing" again, it means that it has to take the initiative to spread the spirituality of the sword body, and in the process, it will inevitably touch the blue that clings to the sword that makes it feel like a soldering iron.

Ming Qitian lowered her beautiful eyebrows, showing a pleading look, and said softly, "Please."

Zhanxin Liuli turned over abruptly, remained silent for two seconds, and slowly handed the hilt of the sword to her.

Ming Qitian smiled slightly, held the familiar hilt, and walked down the tower with her head down, without looking up at the figure.

(End of this chapter)